Blue Jackets; or, The Adventures of J. Thompson, A.B., Among "the Heathen Chinee": A Nautical Novel — John Shaqi
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 convivial sailor bawled after him to come back; but finding it a
useless proceeding, returned to the bar, and calling together a host of
generous spirits, ordered the landlord to supply them with unlimited
beer. This was done until the sailor became unruly, when the honest
landlord thrashed him severely, emptied his pockets, and kicked him into
the street, whence he was conveyed to the station-house, where "he
enjoyed his liberty" all night.
It being somewhat late the next morning before the magistrate released
him, he was, upon leaving the police-court, arrested as a deserter by
the ship's corporal, and when he arrived on board, Lieutenant Crushe
informed him "that his grog was stopped for a month, and three pounds
sterling would be deducted from his wages, the same to be paid over to
the ship's corporal for arresting him." This double-barrelled style of
punishment was not much to the man's taste; but knowing it would be
useless to say a word in defence, he pulled his forelock and left the
quarter-deck, vowing he'd never go ashore agin as long as he belonged to
the Stinger.
Jerry soon found out the house where Captain Puffeigh was visiting; but
in his uncertainty whether the family were out, he steered clear of the
front door, and dived down a lane which ran to the back of the premises.
Now, it was a very easy matter to tell the right house by the front, as
the name "Portland Villa" was marked upon the gate; but the back doors
were provokingly alike, and the poor fellow was sorely puzzled to know
at which to knock.
In vain he tried to make out the form of his lady-love at one of the
windows. He saw several very pretty girls, who evidently would not have
objected to a little flirtation, but he dared not even wink at one of
them, fearing Mary Ann might detect him in the act, or subsequently hear
of it. It was almost as great a temptation as the half and half; and had
it been a closer one, he might have yielded as easily.
Finding an empty barrel near one of the doors, he seated himself on it;
and lighting his pipe, waited for the appearance of some one who would
give him the information he required. Over the door was clustered a mass
of ivy; and as he presently heard a voice which strongly reminded him
of his girl's, he kicked off his shoes, and clambering up, soon found
himself in a position to ascertain if his conjecture was correct.
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