To-day the boatswain, maddened by starvation, laid hands upon everything that met his voracious1 eyes, and I could hear the grating of his teeth as he gnawed2 at fragments of sails and bits of wood, instinctively3 endeavoring to fill his stomach by putting the mucus into circulation. At length, by dint4 of an eager search, he came upon a piece of leather hanging to one of the spars that supported the platform. He snatched it off and devoured5 it greedily; and, as it was animal matter, it really seemed as though the absorption of the substance afforded him some temporary relief. Instantly we all followed his example; a leather hat, the rims6 of caps, in short, anything that contained any animal matter at all, were gnawed and sucked with the utmost avidity. Never shall I forget the scene. We were no longer human—the impulses and instincts of brute7 beasts seemed to actuate our every movement.
For a moment the pangs8 of hunger were somewhat allayed9; but some of us revolted against the loathsome10 food, and were seized either with violent nausea11 or absolute sickness. I must be pardoned for giving these distressing12 details; but how otherwise can I depict13 the misery14, moral and physical, which we are enduring? And with it all, I dare not venture to hope that we have reached the climax
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