"About My Father's Business": Work Amidst the Sick, the Sad, and the Sorrowing — John Shaqi
"About My Father's Business": Work Amidst the Sick, the Sad, and the SorrowingArcher, Thomas
Religion
"About My Father's Business": Work Amidst the Sick, the Sad, and the Sorrowing
Archer, Thomas
Pastoral theology
Poor improvident Jack!—poor thoughtless, incorrigible
fellow!—it was necessary for the Government of his country
to look after him, in order to protect him against his
own want of forethought, and the result has been to run
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the ship into shoal water, and go hopelessly to wreck
without so much as salvage money.
Jack ashore! Don't we all still look at the sailor in the
light of the evil war-times, when the king's men were said
to draw pocketsful of prize-money and to spend it in low
debauchery or wild wanton folly? Even now we repeat
the stories of frying watches along with beefsteaks
and onions, or eating bank-note sandwiches. Nay, to
this day in the fo'c's'le of merchant vessels some of the
melancholy old songs in which sailors are wont to satirise
themselves are occasionally sung, telling how
"When his money is all spent,
And there's nothing to be borrowed and nothing to be lent,
In comes the landlord with a frown,
Saying, 'Jack! get up, and let John sit down,
For you are outward bound.'"
There's a world of meaning in that grim suggestive summary;
but, thank God! it has less meaning now than it
once had. Until quite lately, sailors of merchant ships
could be kept for days waiting to be paid, and, sickened
with lingering for long weary hours about the office of
the broker or agent who withheld their money, fell into
the hands of the harpies who were, and still are constantly
on the look-out to plunder them. Men with all
the pure natural longing for home and reunion with those
near and dear to them, were compelled to loiter about
the foul neighbourhood of the dock where their ship discharged
its cargo, lodging in some low haunt with evil
company, and liable to every temptation that is rife in
such places, till too often so large a portion of their
hardly-earned wages had been forestalled, that in a
dreary and desperate madness of dissipation they were
tempted to fling away the small balance remaining to
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them, and to awake to reason only when, naked and
nearly destitute, they were compelled to go to sea again,
with a slender stock of clothes, and a week's board and
lodging paid for with advance notes.
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