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1He is now much recovered from his illness and is continually on the deck, apparently watching for the sledge that
2preceded his own. Yet, although unhappy, he is not so utterly occupied by his own misery but that he interests himself
3deeply in the projects of others. He has frequently conversed with me on mine, which I have communicated to him without
4disguise. He entered attentively into all my arguments in favour of my eventual success and into every minute detail of
5the measures I had taken to secure it. I was easily led by the sympathy which he evinced to use the language of my
6heart, to give utterance to the burning ardour of my soul and to say, with all the fervour that warmed me, how gladly I
7would sacrifice my fortune, my existence, my every hope, to the furtherance of my enterprise. One man's life or death
8were but a small price to pay for the acquirement of the knowledge which I sought, for the dominion I should acquire and
9transmit over the elemental foes of our race. As I spoke, a dark gloom spread over my listener's countenance. At first I
10perceived that he tried to suppress his emotion; he placed his hands before his eyes, and my voice quivered and failed
11me as I beheld tears trickle fast from between his fingers; a groan burst from his heaving breast. I paused; at length
12he spoke, in broken accents: "Unhappy man! Do you share my madness? Have you drunk also of the intoxicating draught?
13Hear me; let me reveal my tale, and you will dash the cup from your lips!" Such words, you may imagine, strongly excited
14my curiosity; but the paroxysm of grief that had seized the stranger overcame his weakened powers, and many hours of
15repose and tranquil conversation were necessary to restore his composure. Having conquered the violence of his feelings,
16he appeared to despise himself for being the slave of passion; and quelling the dark tyranny of despair, he led me again
17to converse concerning myself personally. He asked me the history of my earlier years. The tale was quickly told, but it
18awakened various trains of reflection. I spoke of my desire of finding a friend, of my thirst for a more intimate
19sympathy with a fellow mind than had ever fallen to my lot, and expressed my conviction that a man could boast of little
20happiness who did not enjoy this blessing. "I agree with you," replied the stranger; "we are unfashioned creatures, but
21half made up, if one wiser, better, dearer than ourselves--such a friend ought to be--do not lend his aid to
22perfectionate our weak and faulty natures. I once had a friend, the most noble of human creatures, and am entitled,
23therefore, to judge respecting friendship. You have hope, and the world before you, and have no cause for despair. But
24I--I have lost everything and cannot begin life anew." As he said this his countenance became expressive of a calm,
25settled grief that touched me to the heart. But he was silent and presently retired to his cabin. Even broken in spirit
26as he is, no one can feel more deeply than he does the beauties of nature. The starry sky, the sea, and every sight
27afforded by these wonderful regions seem still to have the power of elevating his soul from earth. Such a man has a
28double existence: he may suffer misery and be overwhelmed by disappointments, yet when he has retired into himself, he
29will be like a celestial spirit that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures. Will you
30smile at the enthusiasm I express concerning this divine wanderer? You would not if you saw him. You have been tutored
31and refined by books and retirement from the world, and you are therefore somewhat fastidious; but this only renders you
32the more fit to appreciate the extraordinary merits of this wonderful man. Sometimes I have endeavoured to discover what
33quality it is which he possesses that elevates him so immeasurably above any other person I ever knew. I believe it to
34be an intuitive discernment, a quick but never-failing power of judgment, a penetration into the causes of things,
35unequalled for clearness and precision; add to this a facility of expression and a voice whose varied intonations are
36soul-subduing music. August 19th, 17--. Yesterday the stranger said to me, "You may easily perceive, Captain Walton,
37that I have suffered great and unparalleled misfortunes. I had determined at one time that the memory of these evils
38should die with me, but you have won me to alter my determination. You seek for knowledge and wisdom, as I once did; and
39I ardently hope that the gratification of your wishes may not be a serpent to sting you, as mine has been. I do not know
40that the relation of my disasters will be useful to you; yet, when I reflect that you are pursuing the same course,
41exposing yourself to the same dangers which have rendered me what I am, I imagine that you may deduce an apt moral from
42my tale, one that may direct you if you succeed in your undertaking and console you in case of failure. Prepare to hear
43of occurrences which are usually deemed marvellous. Were we among the tamer scenes of nature I might fear to encounter
44your unbelief, perhaps your ridicule; but many things will appear possible in these wild and mysterious regions which
45would provoke the laughter of those unacquainted with the ever-varied powers of nature; nor can I doubt but that my tale
46conveys in its series internal evidence of the truth of the events of which it is composed." You may easily imagine that
47I was much gratified by the offered communication, yet I could not endure that he should renew his grief by a recital of
48his misfortunes. I felt the greatest eagerness to hear the promised narrative, partly from curiosity and partly from a
49strong desire to ameliorate his fate if it were in my power. I expressed these feelings in my answer. "I thank you," he
50replied, "for your sympathy, but it is useless; my fate is nearly fulfilled. I wait but for one event, and then I shall
51repose in peace. I understand your feeling," continued he, perceiving that I wished to interrupt him; "but you are
52mistaken, my friend, if thus you will allow me to name you; nothing can alter my destiny; listen to my history, and you
53will perceive how irrevocably it is determined." He then told me that he would commence his narrative the next day when
54I should be at leisure. This promise drew from me the warmest thanks. I have resolved every night, when I am not
55imperatively occupied by my duties, to record, as nearly as possible in his own words, what he has related during the
56day. If I should be engaged, I will at least make notes. This manuscript will doubtless afford you the greatest
57pleasure; but to me, who know him, and who hear it from his own lips--with what interest and sympathy shall I read it in
58some future day! Even now, as I commence my task, his full-toned voice swells in my ears; his lustrous eyes dwell on me
59with all their melancholy sweetness; I see his thin hand raised in animation, while the lineaments of his face are
60irradiated by the soul within. Strange and harrowing must be his story, frightful the storm which embraced the gallant
61vessel on its course and wrecked it--thus! Chapter 1 I am by birth a Genevese, and my family is one of the most
62distinguished of that republic. My ancestors had been for many years counsellors and syndics, and my father had filled
63several public situations with honour and reputation. He was respected by all who knew him for his integrity and
64indefatigable attention to public business. He passed his younger days perpetually occupied by the affairs of his
65country; a variety of circumstances had prevented his marrying early, nor was it until the decline of life that he
66became a husband and the father of a family.
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