Mr. Eternity

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last bringing this plantation upto the stick with good employees. So great was his happyness he required volatile salts to bring him round for dinner, & in such excitement no one explained the job of book-keeper to me, and I still could not tell you what this job consists in, so therefor I did as always – nothing – and passed my days in peaceful repose.
    Who was this Dr. Dan, and where had he come from? He wore a cotton night-cap at all times, saying this protected him from the damp which exhaled from the earth. He said he was as ancient as the Americas, and as many-natured. He said he was a great explorer, and had been once to El Dorado and once to The Great Southern Land , where the earth plunged back within itself, and men walkt on their hands, and women gave birth to eyeless homunculi which they raised to infancy in a lubricious fold of skin upon their bellies. I did not believe a word of this, yet among his outrageous stories were the kernels of truth as well, & when I asked why had he come to the Indies, he spoke plausibly enough, saying he had come to cut himself a slice of the sugar boom.
    But you must take care to observe what kind of a boom it is, said he,

    for a big planter will die of the black vomit [with no help from his physician, he observed with a laugh] and leave his sons only debt, for it is a boom on credit. Nor is a man’s station any obstacle, and a razor-grinder today is a baron tomorrow, and a rat-catcher a member of Parliament. For myself I sailed down on a Bristol trader, and though bound for Jamaica we had the unhappy accident of running off-course in a storm, and foundering in the Bahama sea. I washed ashore on Nassau, where I had not been since I stopped there for water and tortoises in 1492, with the sea captain Christopheros Colombo, on our way to the court of the Great Kahn in Cathay. In Nassau I spent all my money on a suit of cloathes, namely a ruffled shirt, blue broad cloth coat with scarlet cuffs & gold buttons, nicely puff’d breaches, & a wide black hat. It was a suit Fit to be Buried in , for I thought I would play the part of a noble-man, and obtain credit enough for some slaves and a few pretty acres. I had also a letter of credit wrote for me by ashipmate in the impenetrable language of the Finn, & tell me who would challenge such a letter as that? But my true concern was Manners, for this is the mark of the gentle-man that he may pee on his host’s shoes, & the host will believe he is himself committing the outrage. Believe me young man I have sat at the court of King Arthur, and I know beautiful manners. Therefor, I tell you, though I am no dab at your fine sayings, I was going to pee on my host’s shoes.

    This rhapsodic speech being done, I asked him what had come of his plan, for as it seemed to me he was not master of a shilling. Yes, said he, I have lost everything, or I should say I ne’er got it, for in the debauched whirl of plantation visits I soon forgot what I was doing. A shame, said I, to which he nodded, laughing and saying, I am a Doctor without the tiniest grains and scruples of learning, and when I betray myself I shall be hanged! Even speaking so he was very cheerful, and seemed certain that all would come right in the end.
    Dr. Dan and I spent long afternoons in each other’s company, and he told me of many things more, viz. the Popish Cruelties of the Spaniards among whom he had liv’d, & the grate pirate Blackeye, and the many shipwrecks he had endured, five or ten shipwrecks I think, for each day he spoke of a new shipwreck so that it seemed his life had consisted of little else. For me these stories were an entertainment, and I gave them little credence, absorb’d as I was in the thoughts and vanities of youth. Yet Mr. Galsworthy attended to them with the lidless absorption of a pucker fish , and soon one of these tales was the cause of a great change that he wrought in the administration of his plantation.
    The gentle lady reader will perhaps

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