In a steamer chair, and other shipboard storiesBarr, Robert
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In a steamer chair, and other shipboard stories
Barr, Robert
Ocean travel -- Fiction; Sea stories; Short stories
At last the rapid ringing of a bell warned all lingerers that the time
for the final parting had come. There were final hand-shakings, many
embraces, and not a few tears, while men in uniform with stentorian
voices cried, “All ashore.” The second clanging of the bell, and the
preparations for pulling up the gang-planks hurried the laggards to the
pier. After the third ringing the gang-plank was hauled away, the
inevitable last man sprang to the wharf, the equally inevitable last
passenger, who had just dashed up in a cab, flung his valises to the
steward, was helped on board the ship, and then began the low pulsating
stroke, like the beating of a heart, that would not cease until the
vessel had sighted land on the other side. George Morris’s eyes were
fixed on the water, yet apparently he was not looking at it, for when
it began to spin away from the sides of the ship he took no notice, but
still gazed at the mass of seething foam that the steamer threw off
from her as she moved through the bay. It was evident that the sights
of New York harbour were very familiar to the young man, for he paid no
attention to them, and the vessel was beyond Sandy Hook before he
changed his position. It is doubtful if he would have changed it then,
had not a steward touched him on the elbow, and said—
“Any letters, sir?”
“Any what?” cried Morris, suddenly waking up from his reverie.
“Any letters, sir, to go ashore with the pilot?”
“Oh, letters. No, no, I haven’t any. You have a regular post-office on
board, have you? Mail leaves every day?”
“No, sir,” replied the steward with a smile, “not _every_ day, sir. We
send letters ashore for passengers when the pilot leaves the ship. The
next mail, sir, will leave at Queenstown.”
The steward seemed uncertain as to whether the passenger was trying to
joke with him or was really ignorant of the ways of steamships.
However, his tone was very deferential and explanatory, not knowing but
that this particular passenger might come to his lot at the table, and
stewards take very good care to offend nobody. Future fees must not be
jeopardized.
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