posted on Feb, 16 2015 @ 07:25 PM
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Hello ATS. I have a short, sad historical tale to tell you of fate, suffering and cruelty. This concerns the Polly, a 131 ton brig. The time
is the early 1800's. The place the vast Atlantic Ocean. Before I begin I want to first say that I learned the tale of this vessel in a story by
Edgar Allan Poe. I read this story many years ago(when I was a teenager) and I had considered the footnote about this brig to simply be the tool of a
thorough writer. Now, many years later, I learned he used the story of the Polly as a source of information for part of his story, The
Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket.
The Polly set to sea with a crew of seven. She was capsized in a gale and sent adrift for over six months. During that time she drifted over
two thousand miles in heavily trafficked Atlantic ocean trade routes. The following quote is attributed to Remarkable Events and Remarkable
Shipwrecks from which Poe quoted verbatim in his story:
"It is natural to inquire how they could float such a vast distance, upon the most frequented part of the Atlantic, and not be discovered all this
time. They were passed by more than a dozen sail, one of which came so nigh them that they could distinctly see the people on deck and on the rigging
looking at them; but, to the inexpressible disappointment of the starving and freezing men, they stifled the dictates of compassion, hoisted sail, and
cruelly abandoned them to their fate."
Pretty despicable huh? I simply can't imagine the agonies those shipwrecked souls endured before being rescued. Worse, I don't even want to imagine
seeing Redemption on the horizon so many times only to be disappointed to the point of weeping like a babe. We in the modern world today witness or
hear about our fair share of wickedness but to plainly see stranded and shipwrecked people...and to pass them by and leave them to die is barbarous
beyond measure. Only 2 of the 7 total crew survived. They were rescued on June 19, 1812. The brig was capsized on December 12, 1811. It must have
been pure Hell those six long months(191 days to be exact) living in the hulk of the capsized brig.
Stories such as these make me happy for the few things that I have and make me thanks the heavens that I have not had to experience such desperate
straights. A lot of people take our modern world for granted when a good proportion of those people have no idea how well off they are.
Things can always get worse. Yet things can always get better too.