Marmaduke Merry: A Tale of Naval Adventures in Bygone DaysKingston, William Henry Giles
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Marmaduke Merry: A Tale of Naval Adventures in Bygone Days
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Midshipmen -- Fiction; Sea stories
"Thank you, as soon as I can see where to sit," said I; "but you don't
indulge in an over-abundance of light down here."
"Ha, ha, ha! Make room for Marmaduke, some of you youngsters there,"
exclaimed the old mate, for such I found he was, and caterer of the
mess, "Remember your manners, will you, and be polite to strangers."
"But he is not a stranger," said a boy near me. "Yes, he is, till he
has broken biscuit with us," said old Perigal. "That reminds me that
you are perhaps hungry, youngster. We've done tea, but we shall have
the grog and the bread on the table shortly. We divide them equally.
You youngsters have as much to eat as you like of the one, _weevils_ and
all, and we drink of the other. It's the rule of the mess, like the
laws of the Medes and Persians, not to be broken. However, we will
allow Merry a small quantity to-night, as it is his first on board ship,
but after that, remember, no infraction of the laws;" and old Perigal
held up a weapon which he drew from his pocket, and with which, I found,
he was wont to enforce his commands in the berth.
His system worked pretty well, and it kept the youngsters from falling
into that most pernicious of practices, spirit drinking, and the
oldsters were too well seasoned to be injured by the double allowance
they thereby obtained.
Altogether I was pleased with my reception, and I fancy my new shipmates
were pleased with me. My great difficulty at first was finding my way
about, for as to which was the head or after part of the ship I had not
the slightest notion, and the direction I received to go aft or go
forward conveyed no idea to my mind.
As I was groping my way about the lower-deck, I saw what I took to be a
glimmering light in a recess, when a roaring voice said, "Ho, ho! Mr
Merry, what--have you come to see me? Welcome aboard the Doris." The
light was the nose, and the voice that of Jonathan Johnson the
boatswain.
I thanked him, and, guessing it would please him, told him that I should
hold him to his promise of recounting his adventures.
"Time enough when we get into blue water, Mr Merry. Under present
circumstances, with every thing to do, and nobody fit to do it but
myself; for you see, Mr Merry, the gunner and carpenter are little
better than nonentities, as you will find out some day; I have barely
time to eat my necessary meals, much less to talk."
I told him that I should anxiously look forward to a fitting time for
the expected treat, and asked him where I could find Toby Bluff.
"You shall see him in a jiffy," he answered; and he bellowed out, "Boy
Bluff! Boy Bluff! send aft boy Bluff!"
The same words were repeated in various hoarse tones, and in less than a
minute Toby came running up. He had had the advantage of a day's
experience on board, and had wonderfully soon got into the ways of the
ship.
When he saw me he shouted with joy.
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