Jack at Sea: All Work and No Play Made Him a Dull Boy — John Shaqi
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
"And it's all black where it is not disturbed. As soon as the yacht's
prow rushes through, everything is flashing out with phosphorescent
light, and you can see myriads of tiny stars gliding away."
"Yes, beautiful," said Sir John. "Grand," cried the doctor.
"And Mr Bartlett here says it is nothing compared to what he has seen
off Java and the other islands. Look now! it's just as if the sea as
deep down as we can pierce was full of tiny stars. Oh, here's the
pail."
The sailor had returned, and way was made for him to drop the bucket at
the end of a rope down into one of the brightest parts, and bring it up
full of the phosphorescent water.
Just then the doctor gave Sir John a dig in the ribs with his elbow, as
much as to say, "Now, who's right?" While mentally agreeing that his
friend was, Sir John moved out of the way, so as not to receive another
poke.
Then followed rather a learned discourse from the doctor on the
peculiarities of the wonderful little creatures which swarmed in the
bucket, whose contents in the light seemed to be so much clear
sea-water, but which in the darkness flamed with light as soon as it was
disturbed by a hand being passed quickly through.
"Why, it makes my hand tingle and smart just slightly," said Jack.
"Oh yes," said the mate. "If you bathe in a sea like this you can feel
quite an irritation of the skin, while the large jelly-fish sting like a
nettle."
"Then are these jelly-fish?"
"Yes, almost invisible ones," replied the doctor.
"But it seems so strange. Why is it?" said Jack.
"Well, we know that fish prey upon these things wholesale, and my theory
is that the tiny things have the stinging power as a defence by day, and
the ability to light up to make the fish think they will burn their
mouths at night and leave them alone. Sounds absurd, eh? But I believe
that's it."
Jack spent an hour having bucketfuls of water drawn up from the spots
where the luminous cold fire seemed to burn most fiercely, the mate and
Edward, called in to assist, entering into the business with the
greatest of enthusiasm, and helping, after Sir John and the doctor had
gone, in another way, fetching tumblers and a glass globe from the
steward, Edward having to carry these well-filled into the cabin, where,
chuckling to himself, the doctor brought out his small microscope, and
using a tiny water-trough designed for the purpose, proceeded to examine
these little wonders of the world.
Gibraltar was reached a couple of days later, and a very brief stay
made, Jack contenting himself with watching the huge mass of rock with
his binocular. Then away over the rather rough sea, with a favourable
wind, they ran for Naples, where it grew calmer, and at night the slow
from the summit of the burning mountain was seen reflected on the
clouds, while by day these clouds could be seen to be of smoke.
On again for the Canal, and the doctor confided to Sir John his belief
that he was a little anxious now.
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