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she burst into tears and sobs . By this time , two of her female fr iends , who had come in pursuit of her , joined the group , and without a murmur on her part , or the feeblest resistance , they led her away ; not coercively , nor by authority , but in gentle kindness of manner ; she seemed entranced into a forgetfulness of herself , and of all things ; and a little laugh again bubbled forth .
Questioning Captain Jose respecting her , I learned she was one of the negroes whom he brought away from Africa on his first voyage : his attention was originally drawn to her , he said , by seeing her sitting , or more properly , kneeling , with her hands clasped across her bosom , whenever he was amusing himself with his guitar . The effect on her was probably too powerful for her senses ; and she had been in that state of monomania ever since : on
all other matters she was as free from mental aberration as any of those around her . She was treated less like a slave , than as an unfortunate being who commanded sympathy and was entitled to pity and kindness ; which was , no doubt , as much induced by her gentleness and beauty , as by her misfortune . I saw Jose tip away a tear from his eyes as he spoke of her . —The captain of a slaver!—what an anomalous being was he ! The
boat was now ready to receive us . We were soon under weigh , and hauling up round the north point of the bay , stood on our course to Point Brequin , with what is called a soldier ' s wind . ' Adios , Mayaguez : —adios , todos Amigos ! ' said Jose , in a melancholy tone , which mocked the effort at jocularity , as he looked towards the shore : then gave direction to spread an awning oveT the quarter-deck , and we , ere long , sat down to an excellent dinner , and a savoury one : except that I was not entirely reconciled
to the everlasting garlic . Several kinds of good wine , too , were freely dispensed , for he was well stored with , even , luxuries : and the meal finished , he took up his guitar , and for a good three hours continued to play and sing a variety of ballads—Spanish and Moorish romances , love ditties , madrigals , lays , pastorals , &c , interlarding them with pathetic or humorous scraps , as I gathered from their effects—for he alternately elicited death-like Willness , si ghs , and laughter—uproarious laughter—at his will . I was half enchanted . His stock seemed to be inexhaustible :
for during the whole four days , and much of the nights , of our passage to San Juan , his voice and guitar were never at rest for half an hour together . Then he would fondle the instrument as if it were a thing of life , and speak to it as if he were exchanging prattle with a darling child , and hold it out at arm ' s kftgth as if gloating on its beautiful form ; while he turned it wwind to every point of sight While he was playing and sing" * & his glorious countenance beamed and wanned with every w&otion or sentiment of the subject of his song , his eyes glistened •* d filled ; ' twas as if his whole life and breath were composed * f tweet thonghto , sweet affections , and sweet sounds . It mav
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1834, page 671, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2637/page/67/
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