ve to take such frequent pinches of
salt that they would have a most tantalizing drought upon them, one
which would be most difficult to quench.
We obtained information as to our whereabouts, and found that we were
anchored in a little bay in the estuary of the Colne, about a mile from
the town of Brightlingsea.
On the 7th the sun rose in great splendour, reminding one of the verse:
"The night is past, and morning, like a queen
Deck'd in her glittering jewels, stately treads,
With her own beauty flushing fair the scene,
The while o'er all her robe of light she spreads."
At six a.m. we were again under weigh (after a good breakfast), and
close in with the land, which we hugged right away to Yarmouth, as it
was our nearest course.
Speaking of breakfast reminds me of eating, and eating of diet, and diet
of health; and this again of my diet on Jethou. Two years ago I used to
laugh at vegetarians and call them "pap-eaters," "milk-and-water men,"
and other pretty names; but while I was in Jethou I had cause to think
there was not only _something_ in their theory but _much_.
When the weather was too rough for me to fish, I have often lived for a
week or ten days on vegetarian diet, for although I had tinned meat I
got tired of it in warm weather, and only ate it occasionally when the
days were cold. The pig I killed was more than three-parts thrown away,
as I did not properly salt it; so my pork store did not last long.
I used frequently to cut several slices of bread and stroll about the
garden and eat my breakfast direct from the bushes, while sometimes I
would cook a fish and eat, finishing up with three or four apples or
tomatoes with biscuits. Dinner would perhaps consist of a saucepan of
potatoes with a fish of some kind, then a rice pudding, or something
equally simple, and some cooked fruit eaten with it. I used invariably
to stroll through the garden daily and pluck a little of whatever fruit
was ripe. I had no meal which corresponded to a tea, but after work took
supper, which usually consisted of a scrap of meat or fish, bread and
jam, biscuits and fruit. Oatmeal porridge, with fruit and fish, formed
my breakfast throughout the winter. It must be remembered that I had a
splendid assortment of fruit, and as I ate it freshly gathered I had the
full benefit of its medicinal worth, for I had not a day's real sickness
while on the island. Excepting the ten days I was laid by with my
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