The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket

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Preface
Upon my return to the United States a few months ago, after the extraordinary series of adventure in the South Seas and elsewhere, of which…
A. Gordon Pym
My name is Arthur Gordon Pym. My father was a respectable trader in sea-stores at Nantucket, where I was born. My maternal grandfather was…
Chapter II (1)
In no affairs of mere prejudice, pro or con, do we deduce inferences with entire certainty even from the most simple data. It might be supp…
Chapter II (2)
Throughout the whole of the next tedious twenty-four hours no person came to my relief, and I could not help accusing Augustus of the gross…
Chapter III
The thought instantly occurred to me that the paper was a note from Augustus, and that some unaccountable accident having happened to preve…
Chapter IV
The brig put to sea, as I had supposed, in about an hour after he had left the watch. This was on the twentieth of June. It will be remembe…
Chapter V
For some minutes after the cook had left the forecastle, Augustus abandoned himself to despair, never hoping to leave the berth alive. He n…
Chapter VI
The leading particulars of this narration were all that Augustus communicated to me while we remained near the box. It was not until afterw…
Chapter VII
July 10. Spoke a brig from Rio, bound to Norfolk. Weather hazy, with a light baffling wind from the eastward. To-day Hartman Rogers died, h…
Chapter VIII
As I viewed myself in a fragment of looking-glass which hung up in the cabin, and by the dim light of a kind of battle-lantern, I was so im…
Chapter IX
Luckily, just before night, all four of us had lashed ourselves firmly to the fragments of the windlass, lying in this manner as flat upon…
Chapter X
Shortly afterward an incident occurred which I am induced to look upon as more intensely productive of emotion, as far more replete with th…
Chapter XI
We spent the remainder of the day in a condition of stupid lethargy, gazing after the retreating vessel until the darkness, hiding her from…
Chapter XII
I had, for some time past, dwelt upon the prospect of our being reduced to this last horrible extremity, and had secretly made up my mind t…
Chapter XIII (1)
July 24. This morning saw us wonderfully recruited in spirits and strength. Notwithstanding the perilous situation in which we were still p…
Chapter XIII (2)
August 7. Just at daybreak we both at the same instant descried a sail to the eastward, and evidently coming towards us! We hailed the glor…
Chapter XIV
The Jane Guy was a fine-looking topsail schooner of a hundred and eighty tons burden. She was unusually sharp in the bows, and on a wind, i…
Chapter XV
On the twelfth we made sail from Christmas Harbour, retracing our way to the westward, and leaving Marion's Island, one of Crozet's group,…
Chapter XVI
It had been Captain Guy's original intention, after satisfying himself about the Auroras, to proceed through the Strait of Magellan, and up…
Chapter XVII
We kept our course southwardly for four days after giving up the search for Glass's Islands, without meeting with any ice at all. On the tw…
Chapter XVIII
January 18. This morning4 we continued to the southward, with the same pleasant weather as before. The sea was entirely smooth, the air tol…
Chapter XIX
We were nearly three hours in reaching the village, it being more than nine miles in the interior, and the path lying through a rugged coun…
Chapter XX
The chief was as good as his word, and we were soon plentifully supplied with fresh provision. We found the tortoises as fine as we had eve…
Chapter XXI
As soon as I could collect my scattered senses, I found myself nearly suffocated, and grovelling in utter darkness among a quantity of loos…
Chapter XXII
Our situation, as it now appeared, was scarcely less dreadful than when we had conceived ourselves entombed for ever. We saw before us no p…
Chapter XXIII
During the six or seven days immediately following we remained in our hiding-place upon the hill, going out only occasionally, and then wit…
Chapter XXIV
On the twentieth of the month, finding it altogether impossible to subsist any longer upon the filberts, the use of which occasioned us the…
Chapter XXV
We now found ourselves in the wide and desolate Antarctic Ocean, in a latitude exceeding eighty-four degrees, in a frail canoe, and with no…
Note
The circumstances connected with the late sudden and distressing death of Mr. Pym are already well known to the public through the medium o…