Jack at Sea: All Work and No Play Made Him a Dull BoyFenn, George Manville
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Jack at Sea: All Work and No Play Made Him a Dull Boy
Fenn, George Manville
Adventure stories; Natural history -- Juvenile fiction; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction
"I should regret to have to do so, my boy, but mine is a very
responsible position. I feel that I have to study others. I have no
right to keep the officers and crew of this vessel where they are likely
to encounter great risks."
"For the matter of that, sir," said the captain dryly, "those who go to
sea look upon risks as a matter of course, and are rather disposed to
think you landsmen run the most; eh, Bartlett? What do you say?"
"What, about the risk of staying here? Oh, I don't see any particular
risk if we keep our eyes open, and are not sparing of the coal."
"Thank you, Mr Bartlett; but there are the men to study."
"Oh, you need not study about the men, Sir John," said the captain
bluffly. "What do you say to that, Bartlett?"
"Study them, sir, no. They like it. They thoroughly enjoy the bit of
excitement. If you put it to them you'll soon find which way they go."
"I should like to put it to them," said Sir John quietly.
"Have the lads all on deck," said the captain.
The hands were piped aft, and the captain waited for Sir John to speak,
but he remained silent and looked at his son.
"Ask the men which they would prefer to do--stay here, or sail farther
on account of the risks from the blacks."
Jack flushed a little, but he acquitted himself pretty well, and a
hurried conversation went on for a few moments, ending in Lenny being
put forward to answer, amidst a burst of cheering, which kept on
breaking out again and again whenever the man essayed to speak, and at
last he turned round angrily.
"Lookye here, mates," he cried, "hadn't you better come and say it
yourselves? You've about cheered it out o' me, and made me forget what
I meant to say."
"All right, matey," cried one of the men merrily, "let 'em have it;
we've done now."
"Well, gentlemen," said Lenny, taking off his straw hat and looking in
it as if the lost words had come through his skull to get hidden in the
lining. "We all on us feels like this--as it wouldn't be English to let
a lot o' lubbers o' niggers, who arn't got half a trouser to a whole
hunderd on 'em, lick us out of the place. 'Sides, we arn't half seen
the island yet, and 'bout ten on us has got a sort o' wager on as to who
shall get up atop o' the mountain first and look down into the fire."
"Hear, hear, hear!" cried the men, and encouraged by this, Lenny began
to wave his arm about and behave like a semaphore signalling to distant
crews in his excitement.
"You see, gentlemen, we say it seems foolishness to come all this way to
find what you wants, and then let these black warmint scare us off; when
we arn't scared a bit, are we, mates?"
"No," came in a roar.
"So that's about all, gentlemen. We like the place and we're very
comfor'ble, and if it's all the same to you, we'd like to stop and go
fishing and shooting and storing; and--and--and--that's all, arn't it,
mates?"
"Hooray! Well done, Billy," shouted the man who had tried to be funny
before.
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