The Surprising Adventures of Baron Munchausen. Rudolf Raspe

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      placed it, wheels and all, upon my head: I then jumped over a hedge

      about nine feet high (which, considering the weight of the coach, was

      rather difficult) into a field, and came out again by another jump into

      the road beyond the other carriage: I then went back for the horses, and

      placing one upon my head, and the other under my left arm, by the same

      means brought them to my coach, put to, and proceeded to an inn at the

      end of our stage. I should have told you that the horse under my arm was

      very spirited, and not above four years old; in making my second spring

      over the hedge, he expressed great dislike to that violent kind of

      motion by kicking and snorting; however, I confined his hind legs

      by putting them into my coat-pocket. After we arrived at the inn my

      postillion and I refreshed ourselves: he hung his horn on a peg near the

      kitchen fire; I sat on the other side.

      Suddenly we heard a _tereng! tereng! teng! teng!_ We looked round, and

      now found the reason why the postillion had not been able to sound his

      horn; his tunes were frozen up in the horn, and came out now by thawing,

      plain enough, and much to the credit of the driver; so that the honest

      fellow entertained us for some time with a variety of tunes, without

      putting his mouth to the horn – «The King of Prussia’s March,» «Over the

      Hill and over the Dale,» with many other favourite tunes; at length the

      thawing entertainment concluded, as I shall this short account of my

      Russian travels.

      _Some travellers are apt to advance more than is perhaps strictly true;

      if any of the company entertain a doubt of my veracity, I shall only

      say to such, I pity their want of faith, and must request they will

      take leave before I begin the second part of my adventures, which are as

      strictly founded in fact as those I have already related._

      CHAPTER VII

      _The Baron relates his adventures on a voyage to North America, which

      are well worth the reader’s attention – Pranks of a whale – A sea-gull

      saves a sailor’s life – The Baron’s head forced into his stomach – A

      dangerous leak stopped à posteriori._

      I embarked at Portsmouth in a first-rate English man-of-war, of one

      hundred guns, and fourteen hundred men, for North America. Nothing worth

      relating happened till we arrived within three hundred leagues of the

      river St. Laurence, when the ship struck with amazing force against (as

      we supposed) a rock; however, upon heaving the lead we could find no

      bottom, even with three hundred fathom. What made this circumstance

      the more wonderful, and indeed beyond all comprehension, was, that

      the violence of the shock was such that we lost our rudder, broke our

      bowsprit in the middle, and split all our masts from top to bottom, two

      of which went by the board; a poor fellow, who was aloft furling the

      mainsheet, was flung at least three leagues from the ship; but he

      fortunately saved his life by laying hold of the tail of a large

      sea-gull, who brought him back, and lodged him on the very spot from

      whence he was thrown. Another proof of the violence of the shock was the

      force with which the people between decks were driven against the floors

      above them; my head particularly was pressed into my stomach, where it

      continued some months before it recovered its natural situation. Whilst

      we were all in a state of astonishment at the general and unaccountable

      confusion in which we were involved, the whole was suddenly explained

      by the appearance of a large whale, who had been basking, asleep,

      within sixteen feet of the surface of the water. This animal was so much

      displeased with the disturbance which our ship had given him – for in our

      passage we had with our rudder scratched his nose – that he beat in all

      the gallery and part of the quarter-deck with his tail, and almost at

      the same instant took the mainsheet anchor, which was suspended, as

      it usually is, from the head, between his teeth, and ran away with the

      ship, at least sixty leagues, at the rate of twelve leagues an hour,

      when fortunately the cable broke, and we lost both the whale and the

      anchor. However, upon our return to Europe, some months after, we found

      the same whale within a few leagues of the same spot, floating dead upon

      the water; it measured above half a mile in length. As we could take but

      a small quantity of such a monstrous animal on board, we got our boats

      out, and with much difficulty cut off his head, where, to our great joy,

      we found the anchor, and above forty fathom of the cable, concealed on

      the left side of his mouth, just under his tongue. [Perhaps this was the

      cause of his death, as that side of his tongue was much swelled, with

      a great degree of inflammation.] This was the only extraordinary

      circumstance that happened on this voyage. One part of our distress,

      however, I had like to have forgot: while the whale was running away

      with

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