Blue Jackets; or, The Adventures of J. Thompson, A.B., Among "the Heathen Chinee": A Nautical NovelGreey, Edward
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Blue Jackets; or, The Adventures of J. Thompson, A.B., Among "the Heathen Chinee": A Nautical Novel
Greey, Edward
Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Fiction; Seafaring life -- Fiction
The little doctor did wonders, working day and night, until he was
completely knocked up; then Captain Woodward took his place to the best
of his ability, and set a noble example to all in the ship. Although he
keenly felt the loss of every one of his officers and crew, he preserved
a calm demeanour; and had not his every action shown how fully he
understood and sympathized with the sufferers, he might have been
regarded as indifferent to the awful ravages that death was making
around him. Tom Clare and Thompson were his right-hand men, and bravely
they performed their work, taking watch and watch in the sick bay, and
attending the sick and dying with unremitting zeal. Clare, calm and
collected, moved about like a good spirit, and many a poor fellow gave
his last charge to him, knowing that, if Tom survived, his wishes would
be respected,--while Thompson, chaffing the would-be sick out of their
whims, was indefatigable in his attentions to those who were ill, and
was the life and soul of the convalescents; for, in spite of their sad
condition, Jerry's spirits rose while others' sank, and he would often,
by some droll remark, be of more service in helping their recovery than
all the medical comforts freely issued to them.
It must not be imagined that during such a time there is no joking and
fun on board, as after the first shock those who are well, or
recovering, often indulge in a display of merriment that to an observer
might savour of levity, but which is merely assumed to prevent their
dwelling upon the melancholy scenes taking place around them. Sailors
are very mercurial fellows, and Jack has often told yarns and sung songs
in the fore part of the ship while his messmates were writhing in their
last agony in the sick bay abaft.
Thompson felt the loss of his shipmates very keenly; and, as he
afterwards expressed it, never had harder work than when he pretended to
be merry upon that occasion, and, no doubt, he did much towards keeping
many of the men who were well from thinking of their awful position.
Having run northward until the disease began to decrease, Captain
Woodward determined to visit one of the uninhabited islands off the
coast of Tartary, and one evening came to anchor in a little bay where
he determined to land his men and put them under canvas, knowing he
could do so there with safety.
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