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Our voyage passed without any considerable accident. In gratitude
to the captain, I sometimes sat with him, at his earnest request, and
strove to conceal my antipathy against human kind, although it often
broke out; which he suffered to pass without observation. But
the greatest part of the day I confined myself to my cabin, to avoid
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<p>Our voyage passed without any considerable accident. In gratitude
to the captain, I sometimes sat with him, at his earnest request, and
strove to conceal my antipathy against human kind, although it often
broke out; which he suffered to pass without observation. But
the greatest part of the day I confined myself to my cabin, to avoid
seeing any of the crew. The captain had often entreated me to
strip myself of my savage dress, and offered to lend me the best suit
of clothes he had. This I would not be prevailed on to accept,
abhorring to cover myself with any thing that had been on the back of
a <i>Yahoo.</i> I only desired he would lend me two clean shirts,
which, having been washed since he wore them, I believed would not so
much defile me. These I changed every second day, and washed them
myself.</p></div>

<p>We arrived at Lisbon, Nov. 5, 1715. At our landing, the captain
forced me to cover myself with his cloak, to prevent the rabble from
crowding about me. I was conveyed to his own house; and at my
earnest request he led me up to the highest room backwards. I
conjured him &ldquo;to conceal from all persons what I had told him
of the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>; because the least hint of such a story would
not only draw numbers of people to see me, but probably put me in danger
of being imprisoned, or burnt by the Inquisition.&rdquo; The captain
persuaded me to accept a suit of clothes newly made; but I would not
suffer the tailor to take my measure; however, Don Pedro being almost
of my size, they fitted me well enough. He accoutred me with other
necessaries, all new, which I aired for twenty-four hours before I would
use them.</p>

<p>The captain had no wife, nor above three servants, none of which were
suffered to attend at meals; and his whole deportment was so obliging,
added to very good human understanding, that I really began to tolerate
his company. He gained so far upon me, that I ventured to look
out of the back window. By degrees I was brought into another
room, whence I peeped into the street, but drew my head back in a fright.
In a week&rsquo;s time he seduced me down to the door. I found
my terror gradually lessened, but my hatred and contempt seemed to increase.
I was at last bold enough to walk the street in his company, but kept
my nose well stopped with rue, or sometimes with tobacco.</p>

<p>In ten days, Don Pedro, to whom I had given some account of my domestic
affairs, put it upon me, as a matter of honour and conscience, &ldquo;that
I ought to return to my native country, and live at home with my wife
and children.&rdquo; He told me, &ldquo;there was an English ship
in the port just ready to sail, and he would furnish me with all things
necessary.&rdquo; It would be tedious to repeat his arguments,
and my contradictions. He said, &ldquo;it was altogether impossible
to find such a solitary island as I desired to live in; but I might
command in my own house, and pass my time in a manner as recluse as
I pleased.&rdquo;</p>

<div class="rightfootnote"><p>{7} The original editions and Hawksworth&rsquo;s have Rotherhith here, though earlier in the work, Redriff is said to have been Gulliver&rsquo;s home in England.</p></div>
<p>I complied at last, finding I could not do better. I left Lisbon
the 24th day of November, in an English merchantman, but who was the
master I never inquired. Don Pedro accompanied me to the ship,
and lent me twenty pounds. He took kind leave of me, and embraced
me at parting, which I bore as well as I could. During this last
voyage I had no commerce with the master or any of his men; but, pretending
I was sick, kept close in my cabin. On the fifth of December,
1715, we cast anchor in the Downs, about nine in the morning, and at
three in the afternoon I got safe to my house at Rotherhith.<sup>{7}</sup></p>

<p>My wife and family received me with great surprise and joy, because
they concluded me certainly dead; but I must freely confess the sight
of them filled me only with hatred, disgust, and contempt; and the more,
by reflecting on the near alliance I had to them. For although,
since my unfortunate exile from the <i>Houyhnhnm</i> country, I had
compelled myself to tolerate the sight of <i>Yahoos,</i> and to converse
with Don Pedro de Mendez, yet my memory and imagination were perpetually
filled with the virtues and ideas of those exalted <i>Houyhnhnms</i>.
And when I began to consider that, by copulating with one of the <i>Yahoo</i>
species I had become a parent of more, it struck me with the utmost
shame, confusion, and horror.</p>

<p>As soon as I entered the house, my wife took me in her arms, and kissed
me; at which, having not been used to the touch of that odious animal
for so many years, I fell into a swoon for almost an hour. At
the time I am writing, it is five years since my last return to England.
During the first year, I could not endure my wife or children in my
presence; the very smell of them was intolerable; much less could I
suffer them to eat in the same room. To this hour they dare not
presume to touch my bread, or drink out of the same cup, neither was
I ever able to let one of them take me by the hand. The first
money I laid out was to buy two young stone-horses, which I keep in
a good stable; and next to them, the groom is my greatest favourite,
for I feel my spirits revived by the smell he contracts in the stable.
My horses understand me tolerably well; I converse with them at least
four hours every day. They are strangers to bridle or saddle;
they live in great amity with me and friendship to each other.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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I was at a loss what to do, for I durst not return to the same landing-place,
but stood to the north, and was forced to paddle, for the wind, though
very gentle, was against me, blowing north-west. As I was looking
about for a secure landing-place, I saw a sail to the north-north-east,
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<p>I was at a loss what to do, for I durst not return to the same landing-place,
but stood to the north, and was forced to paddle, for the wind, though
very gentle, was against me, blowing north-west. As I was looking
about for a secure landing-place, I saw a sail to the north-north-east,
which appearing every minute more visible, I was in some doubt whether
I should wait for them or not; but at last my detestation of the <i>Yahoo</i>
race prevailed: and turning my canoe, I sailed and paddled together
to the south, and got into the same creek whence I set out in the morning,
choosing rather to trust myself among these barbarians, than live with
European <i>Yahoos.</i> I drew up my canoe as close as I could
to the shore, and hid myself behind a stone by the little brook, which,
as I have already said, was excellent water.</p></div>

<p>The ship came within half a league of this creek, and sent her long
boat with vessels to take in fresh water (for the place, it seems, was
very well known); but I did not observe it, till the boat was almost
on shore; and it was too late to seek another hiding-place. The
seamen at their landing observed my canoe, and rummaging it all over,
easily conjectured that the owner could not be far off. Four of
them, well armed, searched every cranny and lurking-hole, till at last
they found me flat on my face behind the stone. They gazed awhile
in admiration at my strange uncouth dress; my coat made of skins, my
wooden-soled shoes, and my furred stockings; whence, however, they concluded,
I was not a native of the place, who all go naked. One of the
seamen, in Portuguese, bid me rise, and asked who I was. I understood
that language very well, and getting upon my feet, said, &ldquo;I was
a poor <i>Yahoo</i> banished from the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, and desired
they would please to let me depart.&rdquo; They admired to hear
me answer them in their own tongue, and saw by my complexion I must
be a European; but were at a loss to know what I meant by <i>Yahoos
</i>and <i>Houyhnhnms</i>; and at the same time fell a-laughing at my
strange tone in speaking, which resembled the neighing of a horse.
I trembled all the while betwixt fear and hatred. I again desired
leave to depart, and was gently moving to my canoe; but they laid hold
of me, desiring to know, &ldquo;what country I was of? whence I came?&rdquo;
with many other questions. I told them &ldquo;I was born in England,
whence I came about five years ago, and then their country and ours
were at peace. I therefore hoped they would not treat me as an
enemy, since I meant them no harm, but was a poor <i>Yahoo</i> seeking
some desolate place where to pass the remainder of his unfortunate life.&rdquo;</p>

<p>When they began to talk, I thought I never heard or saw any thing more
unnatural; for it appeared to me as monstrous as if a dog or a cow should
speak in England, or a <i>Yahoo</i> in <i>Houyhnhnmland</i>. The
honest Portuguese were equally amazed at my strange dress, and the odd
manner of delivering my words, which, however, they understood very
well. They spoke to me with great humanity, and said, &ldquo;they
were sure the captain would carry me <i>gratis</i> to Lisbon, whence
I might return to my own country; that two of the seamen would go back
to the ship, inform the captain of what they had seen, and receive his
orders; in the mean time, unless I would give my solemn oath not to
fly, they would secure me by force. I thought it best to comply
with their proposal. They were very curious to know my story,
but I gave them very little satisfaction, and they all conjectured that
my misfortunes had impaired my reason. In two hours the boat,
which went laden with vessels of water, returned, with the captain&rsquo;s
command to fetch me on board. I fell on my knees to preserve my
liberty; but all was in vain; and the men, having tied me with cords,
heaved me into the boat, whence I was taken into the ship, and thence
into the captain&rsquo;s cabin.</p>

<p>His name was Pedro de Mendez; he was a very courteous and generous person.
He entreated me to give some account of myself, and desired to know
what I would eat or drink; said, &ldquo;I should be used as well as
himself;&rdquo; and spoke so many obliging things, that I wondered to
find such civilities from a <i>Yahoo</i>. However, I remained
silent and sullen; I was ready to faint at the very smell of him and
his men. At last I desired something to eat out of my own canoe;
but he ordered me a chicken, and some excellent wine, and then directed
that I should be put to bed in a very clean cabin. I would not
undress myself, but lay on the bed-clothes, and in half an hour stole
out, when I thought the crew was at dinner, and getting to the side
of the ship, was going to leap into the sea, and swim for my life, rather
than continue among <i>Yahoos</i>. But one of the seamen prevented
me, and having informed the captain, I was chained to my cabin.</p>

<p>After dinner, Don Pedro came to me, and desired to know my reason for
so desperate an attempt; assured me, &ldquo;he only meant to do me all
the service he was able;&rdquo; and spoke so very movingly, that at
last I descended to treat him like an animal which had some little portion
of reason. I gave him a very short relation of my voyage; of the
conspiracy against me by my own men; of the country where they set me
on shore, and of my five years residence there. All which he looked
upon as if it were a dream or a vision; whereat I took great offence;
for I had quite forgot the faculty of lying, so peculiar to <i>Yahoos</i>,
in all countries where they preside, and, consequently, their disposition
of suspecting truth in others of their own species. I asked him,
&ldquo;whether it were the custom in his country to say the thing which
was not?&rdquo; I assured him, &ldquo;I had almost forgot what
he meant by falsehood, and if I had lived a thousand years in <i>Houyhnhnmland</i>,
I should never have heard a lie from the meanest servant; that I was
altogether indifferent whether he believed me or not; but, however,
in return for his favours, I would give so much allowance to the corruption
of his nature, as to answer any objection he would please to make, and
then he might easily discover the truth.&rdquo;</p>

<p>The captain, a wise man, after many endeavours to catch me tripping
in some part of my story, at last began to have a better opinion of
my veracity. But he added, &ldquo;that since I professed so inviolable
an attachment to truth, I must give him my word and honour to bear him
company in this voyage, without attempting any thing against my life;
or else he would continue me a prisoner till we arrived at Lisbon.&rdquo;
I gave him the promise he required; but at the same time protested,
&ldquo;that I would suffer the greatest hardships, rather than return
to live among <i>Yahoos</i>.&rdquo;</p>

<p>Our voyage passed without any considerable accident. In gratitude
to the captain, I sometimes sat with him, at his earnest request, and
strove to conceal my antipathy against human kind, although it often
broke out; which he suffered to pass without observation. But
the greatest part of the day I confined myself to my cabin, to avoid
seeing any of the crew. The captain had often entreated me to
strip myself of my savage dress, and offered to lend me the best suit
of clothes he had. This I would not be prevailed on to accept,
abhorring to cover myself with any thing that had been on the back of
a <i>Yahoo.</i> I only desired he would lend me two clean shirts,
which, having been washed since he wore them, I believed would not so
much defile me. These I changed every second day, and washed them
myself.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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I paid my respects to the rest of the Houyhnhnms in his honour&#8217;s
company; then getting into my canoe, I pushed off from shore.

Chapter XI.

[The author&#8217;s dangerous voyage. He arrives at New Holland,
hoping to settle there. Is wounded with an arrow by one of the
natives. Is seized and carried by force into a Portuguese ship.
The great [...]]]></description>
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<p>I paid my respects to the rest of the <i>Houyhnhnms</i> in his honour&rsquo;s
company; then getting into my canoe, I pushed off from shore.</p></div>

<h3>Chapter XI.</h3>

<p>[The author&rsquo;s dangerous voyage. He arrives at New Holland,
hoping to settle there. Is wounded with an arrow by one of the
natives. Is seized and carried by force into a Portuguese ship.
The great civilities of the captain. The author arrives at England.]</p>

<p>I began this desperate voyage on February 15, 1714-15, at nine o&rsquo;clock
in the morning. The wind was very favourable; however, I made
use at first only of my paddles; but considering I should soon be weary,
and that the wind might chop about, I ventured to set up my little sail;
and thus, with the help of the tide, I went at the rate of a league
and a half an hour, as near as I could guess. My master and his
friends continued on the shore till I was almost out of sight; and I
often heard the sorrel nag (who always loved me) crying out, &ldquo;<i>Hnuy
illa nyha, majah Yahoo</i>;&rdquo; &ldquo;Take care of thyself,
gentle <i>Yahoo</i>.&rdquo;</p>

<p>My design was, if possible, to discover some small island uninhabited,
yet sufficient, by my labour, to furnish me with the necessaries of
life, which I would have thought a greater happiness, than to be first
minister in the politest court of Europe; so horrible was the idea I
conceived of returning to live in the society, and under the government
of <i>Yahoos.</i> For in such a solitude as I desired, I could
at least enjoy my own thoughts, and reflect with delight on the virtues
of those inimitable <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, without an opportunity of degenerating
into the vices and corruptions of my own species.</p>

<p>The reader may remember what I related, when my crew conspired against
me, and confined me to my cabin; how I continued there several weeks
without knowing what course we took; and when I was put ashore in the
long-boat, how the sailors told me, with oaths, whether true or false,
&ldquo;that they knew not in what part of the world we were.&rdquo;
However, I did then believe us to be about 10 degrees southward of the
Cape of Good Hope, or about 45 degrees southern latitude, as I gathered
from some general words I overheard among them, being I supposed to
the south-east in their intended voyage to Madagascar. And although
this were little better than conjecture, yet I resolved to steer my
course eastward, hoping to reach the south-west coast of New Holland,
and perhaps some such island as I desired lying westward of it.
The wind was full west, and by six in the evening I computed I had gone
eastward at least eighteen leagues; when I spied a very small island
about half a league off, which I soon reached. It was nothing
but a rock, with one creek naturally arched by the force of tempests.
Here I put in my canoe, and climbing a part of the rock, I could plainly
discover land to the east, extending from south to north. I lay
all night in my canoe; and repeating my voyage early in the morning,
I arrived in seven hours to the south-east point of New Holland.
This confirmed me in the opinion I have long entertained, that the maps
and charts place this country at least three degrees more to the east
than it really is; which thought I communicated many years ago to my
worthy friend, Mr. Herman Moll, and gave him my reasons for it, although
he has rather chosen to follow other authors.</p>

<p>I saw no inhabitants in the place where I landed, and being unarmed,
I was afraid of venturing far into the country. I found some shellfish
on the shore, and ate them raw, not daring to kindle a fire, for fear
of being discovered by the natives. I continued three days feeding
on oysters and limpets, to save my own provisions; and I fortunately
found a brook of excellent water, which gave me great relief.</p>

<p>On the fourth day, venturing out early a little too far, I saw twenty
or thirty natives upon a height not above five hundred yards from me.
They were stark naked, men, women, and children, round a fire, as I
could discover by the smoke. One of them spied me, and gave notice
to the rest; five of them advanced toward me, leaving the women and
children at the fire. I made what haste I could to the shore,
and, getting into my canoe, shoved off: the savages, observing me retreat,
ran after me: and before I could get far enough into the sea, discharged
an arrow which wounded me deeply on the inside of my left knee: I shall
carry the mark to my grave. I apprehended the arrow might be poisoned,
and paddling out of the reach of their darts (being a calm day), I made
a shift to suck the wound, and dress it as well as I could.</p>

<p>I was at a loss what to do, for I durst not return to the same landing-place,
but stood to the north, and was forced to paddle, for the wind, though
very gentle, was against me, blowing north-west. As I was looking
about for a secure landing-place, I saw a sail to the north-north-east,
which appearing every minute more visible, I was in some doubt whether
I should wait for them or not; but at last my detestation of the <i>Yahoo</i>
race prevailed: and turning my canoe, I sailed and paddled together
to the south, and got into the same creek whence I set out in the morning,
choosing rather to trust myself among these barbarians, than live with
European <i>Yahoos.</i> I drew up my canoe as close as I could
to the shore, and hid myself behind a stone by the little brook, which,
as I have already said, was excellent water.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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My master, in a few words, made me a very gracious reply; allowed me
the space of two months to finish my boat; and ordered the sorrel nag,
my fellow-servant (for so, at this distance, I may presume to call him),
to follow my instruction; because I told my master, &#8220;that his
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<p>My master, in a few words, made me a very gracious reply; allowed me
the space of two months to finish my boat; and ordered the sorrel nag,
my fellow-servant (for so, at this distance, I may presume to call him),
to follow my instruction; because I told my master, &ldquo;that his
help would be sufficient, and I knew he had a tenderness for me.&rdquo;</p></div>

<p>In his company, my first business was to go to that part of the coast
where my rebellious crew had ordered me to be set on shore. I
got upon a height, and looking on every side into the sea; fancied I
saw a small island toward the north-east. I took out my pocket
glass, and could then clearly distinguish it above five leagues off,
as I computed; but it appeared to the sorrel nag to be only a blue cloud:
for as he had no conception of any country beside his own, so he could
not be as expert in distinguishing remote objects at sea, as we who
so much converse in that element.</p>

<p>After I had discovered this island, I considered no further; but resolved
it should if possible, be the first place of my banishment, leaving
the consequence to fortune.</p>

<p>I returned home, and consulting with the sorrel nag, we went into a
copse at some distance, where I with my knife, and he with a sharp flint,
fastened very artificially after their manner, to a wooden handle, cut
down several oak wattles, about the thickness of a walking-staff, and
some larger pieces. But I shall not trouble the reader with a
particular description of my own mechanics; let it suffice to say, that
in six weeks time with the help of the sorrel nag, who performed the
parts that required most labour, I finished a sort of Indian canoe,
but much larger, covering it with the skins of <i>Yahoos,</i> well stitched
together with hempen threads of my own making. My sail was likewise
composed of the skins of the same animal; but I made use of the youngest
I could get, the older being too tough and thick; and I likewise provided
myself with four paddles. I laid in a stock of boiled flesh, of
rabbits and fowls, and took with me two vessels, one filled with milk
and the other with water.</p>

<p>I tried my canoe in a large pond, near my master&rsquo;s house, and
then corrected in it what was amiss; stopping all the chinks with <i>Yahoos&rsquo;</i>
tallow, till I found it staunch, and able to bear me and my freight;
and, when it was as complete as I could possibly make it, I had it drawn
on a carriage very gently by <i>Yahoos</i> to the sea-side, under the
conduct of the sorrel nag and another servant.</p>

<p>When all was ready, and the day came for my departure, I took leave
of my master and lady and the whole family, my eyes flowing with tears,
and my heart quite sunk with grief. But his honour, out of curiosity,
and, perhaps, (if I may speak without vanity,) partly out of kindness,
was determined to see me in my canoe, and got several of his neighbouring
friends to accompany him. I was forced to wait above an hour for
the tide; and then observing the wind very fortunately bearing toward
the island to which I intended to steer my course, I took a second leave
of my master: but as I was going to prostrate myself to kiss his hoof,
he did me the honour to raise it gently to my mouth. I am not
ignorant how much I have been censured for mentioning this last particular.
Detractors are pleased to think it improbable, that so illustrious a
person should descend to give so great a mark of distinction to a creature
so inferior as I. Neither have I forgotten how apt some travellers
are to boast of extraordinary favours they have received. But,
if these censurers were better acquainted with the noble and courteous
disposition of the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, they would soon change their opinion.</p>

<p>I paid my respects to the rest of the <i>Houyhnhnms</i> in his honour&rsquo;s
company; then getting into my canoe, I pushed off from shore.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Gulliver&#8217;s Travels - Day 87 of 93</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:33:57 +0000</pubDate>
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When I thought of my family, my friends, my countrymen, or the human
race in general, I considered them, as they really were, Yahoos in
shape and disposition, perhaps a little more civilized, and qualified
with the gift of speech; but making no other use of reason, than to
improve and multiply those vices whereof their brethren in this [...]]]></description>
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<p>When I thought of my family, my friends, my countrymen, or the human
race in general, I considered them, as they really were, <i>Yahoos</i> in
shape and disposition, perhaps a little more civilized, and qualified
with the gift of speech; but making no other use of reason, than to
improve and multiply those vices whereof their brethren in this country
had only the share that nature allotted them. When I happened
to behold the reflection of my own form in a lake or fountain, I turned
away my face in horror and detestation of myself, and could better endure
the sight of a common <i>Yahoo</i> than of my own person. By conversing
with the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, and looking upon them with delight, I fell
to imitate their gait and gesture, which is now grown into a habit;
and my friends often tell me, in a blunt way, &ldquo;that I trot like
a horse;&rdquo; which, however, I take for a great compliment.
Neither shall I disown, that in speaking I am apt to fall into the voice
and manner of the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>, and hear myself ridiculed on that
account, without the least mortification.</p></div>

<p>In the midst of all this happiness, and when I looked upon myself to
be fully settled for life, my master sent for me one morning a little
earlier than his usual hour. I observed by his countenance that
he was in some perplexity, and at a loss how to begin what he had to
speak. After a short silence, he told me, &ldquo;he did not know
how I would take what he was going to say: that in the last general
assembly, when the affair of the <i>Yahoos</i> was entered upon, the
representatives had taken offence at his keeping a <i>Yahoo</i> (meaning
myself) in his family, more like a <i>Houyhnhnm</i> than a brute animal;
that he was known frequently to converse with me, as if he could receive
some advantage or pleasure in my company; that such a practice was not
agreeable to reason or nature, or a thing ever heard of before among
them; the assembly did therefore exhort him either to employ me like
the rest of my species, or command me to swim back to the place whence
I came: that the first of these expedients was utterly rejected by all
the <i>Houyhnhnms</i> who had ever seen me at his house or their own;
for they alleged, that because I had some rudiments of reason, added
to the natural pravity of those animals, it was to be feared I might
be able to seduce them into the woody and mountainous parts of the country,
and bring them in troops by night to destroy the <i>Houyhnhnms&rsquo;</i>
cattle, as being naturally of the ravenous kind, and averse from labour.&rdquo;</p>

<p>My master added, &ldquo;that he was daily pressed by the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>
of the neighbourhood to have the assembly&rsquo;s exhortation executed,
which he could not put off much longer. He doubted it would be
impossible for me to swim to another country; and therefore wished I
would contrive some sort of vehicle, resembling those I had described
to him, that might carry me on the sea; in which work I should have
the assistance of his own servants, as well as those of his neighbours.&rdquo;
He concluded, &ldquo;that for his own part, he could have been content
to keep me in his service as long as I lived; because he found I had
cured myself of some bad habits and dispositions, by endeavouring, as
far as my inferior nature was capable, to imitate the <i>Houyhnhnms</i>.&rdquo;</p>

<p>I should here observe to the reader, that a decree of the general assembly
in this country is expressed by the word <i>hnhloayn</i>, which signifies
an exhortation, as near as I can render it; for they have no conception
how a rational creature can be compelled, but only advised, or exhorted;
because no person can disobey reason, without giving up his claim to
be a rational creature.</p>

<p>I was struck with the utmost grief and despair at my master&rsquo;s
discourse; and being unable to support the agonies I was under, I fell
into a swoon at his feet. When I came to myself, he told me &ldquo;that
he concluded I had been dead;&rdquo; for these people are subject to
no such imbecilities of nature. I answered in a faint voice, &ldquo;that
death would have been too great a happiness; that although I could not
blame the assembly&rsquo;s exhortation, or the urgency of his friends;
yet, in my weak and corrupt judgment, I thought it might consist with
reason to have been less rigorous; that I could not swim a league, and
probably the nearest land to theirs might be distant above a hundred:
that many materials, necessary for making a small vessel to carry me
off, were wholly wanting in this country; which, however, I would attempt,
in obedience and gratitude to his honour, although I concluded the thing
to be impossible, and therefore looked on myself as already devoted
to destruction; that the certain prospect of an unnatural death was
the least of my evils; for, supposing I should escape with life by some
strange adventure, how could I think with temper of passing my days
among <i>Yahoos</i>, and relapsing into my old corruptions, for want
of examples to lead and keep me within the paths of virtue? that I knew
too well upon what solid reasons all the determinations of the wise
<i>Houyhnhnms</i> were founded, not to be shaken by arguments of mine,
a miserable <i>Yahoo</i>; and therefore, after presenting him with my
humble thanks for the offer of his servants&rsquo; assistance in making
a vessel, and desiring a reasonable time for so difficult a work, I
told him I would endeavour to preserve a wretched being; and if ever
I returned to England, was not without hopes of being useful to my own
species, by celebrating the praises of the renowned <i>Houyhnhnms</i>,
and proposing their virtues to the imitation of mankind.&rdquo;</p>

<p>My master, in a few words, made me a very gracious reply; allowed me
the space of two months to finish my boat; and ordered the sorrel nag,
my fellow-servant (for so, at this distance, I may presume to call him),
to follow my instruction; because I told my master, &ldquo;that his
help would be sufficient, and I knew he had a tenderness for me.&rdquo;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Classic Horror and Lawrence of Arabia</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 00:08:06 +0000</pubDate>
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Bram Stoker&#8217;s Dracula and Mary Shelley&#8217;s Frankenstein. Getting in the Halloween spirit a bit early I guess. Coincidentally both stories start written in the form of correspondence. (Also in the Halloween vein don&#8217;t forget Lovecraft&#8217;s Cthulu stories)
T. E. Lawrence&#8217;s Seven Pillars of Wisdom. I just watched the movie Lawrence of Arabia and enjoyed it so [...]]]></description>
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<li>Bram Stoker&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/bram-stoker/dracula-day-1-of-140/">Dracula</a> and Mary Shelley&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/mary-shelley/frankenstein-day-1-of-67/">Frankenstein</a>. Getting in the Halloween spirit a bit early I guess. Coincidentally both stories start written in the form of correspondence. (Also in the Halloween vein don&#8217;t forget <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/h-p-lovecraft/collected-stories-part-1-day-1-of-277/">Lovecraft</a>&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/h-p-lovecraft/collected-stories-part-2-day-1-of-274/">Cthulu</a> stories)</li>
<li>T. E. Lawrence&#8217;s <a href="http://www.turtlereader.com/authors/te-lawrence/seven-pillars-of-wisdom-day-1-of-240/">Seven Pillars of Wisdom</a>. I just watched the movie Lawrence of Arabia and enjoyed it so I was interested when I heard it was based on an autobiography. Hopefully it&#8217;s interesting. The dedication certainly is mysterious.</li>
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