"I went to sea again. I joined a London Company which I always call now
'my old company' because I was so long with them, and have for them a
peculiar sort of cantankerous affection. They paid infernally poor
wages, they were always in a hole financially until the war made them
multi-millionaires, and their accommodation was pretty poor. But for
some reason or other men stayed with them. I believe it was because we
were working for a private firm and not for one of those gigantic
corporations without soul to be damned or body to be kicked, as the
saying is. The firm were real people to us. They came down to see the
ship in London River. Old Gannet--it was Gannet, Prawle and Co.--used to
leave a ten-pound note on the Chief's wash-stand after he'd had a yarn
and a cigar. Young Gannet, home for the holidays from Winchester
College, would come down to St. Katherine's Dock and make himself
squiffy with Madeira the skipper had brought home from the Islands.
Prawle had been an office boy when old Gannet was young, and had worked
up to a partnership and married Daisy Gannet. Smartest man on the
Baltic Exchange, they used to say. Yes, their ships were fierce, but men
stayed in them. Even now, with old Gannet dead and Prawle retired, and
the management paying poor whiskey-soaked young Gannet three thousand a
year to keep out of the office, the old skippers and chiefs are still
ploughing the ocean for them. You see, we know their ways.
"I went to sea, and kept on at it. You might say it was force of habit,
for I must admit I could have had jobs ashore in those days. Not now.
But then I could. But it grows on one, going to sea. And I was making
friends. There's nothing like a ship-mate who is a friend. The mere fact
of you or him joining another ship and sailing away is nothing. When you
meet again you take up the tale where you dropped it, years before, half
the world away. But you must be young. It is impossible to weld
friendships when the heat of youth has gone out. Interests, family ties,
danger, sorrow, all may do something, but only when you are young can
you make the friendships that nothing can destroy."
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