Mr. Midshipman Glover, R.N.: A Tale of the Royal Navy of To-dayJeans, T. T. (Thomas Tendron)
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Mr. Midshipman Glover, R.N.: A Tale of the Royal Navy of To-day
Jeans, T. T. (Thomas Tendron)
Adventure stories; Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Fiction; Seafaring life -- Fiction
"If fate had ordained that any of you standing round me should have been
now lying amongst them, you would have wished to be remembered by your
mess-mates.
"They have done their duty and given up their lives in the doing of it;
so let every man keep the memory of what they have done, before him, as
long as ever he can, and thus pay them a greater honour than by merely
marching here to their burial.
"The other thing which I want to say is this.
"They have not died directly serving their Queen or their Country (we
are, as you know, lent to the Chinese Government), and this makes the
sacrifice of their lives all the more bitter, and it will be still more
deeply felt by their relatives at home.
"But though they were not serving under the British Admiralty, remember
that what they have done here, on this hilltop, will add to the glory of
our navy, and help to keep alive its fighting spirit.
"The Royal Navy has not been tried severely for many generations, and it
is such a deed as this—the defence of One Gun Hill—which increases the
confidence the navy has in itself to maintain its old traditions
untarnished when the hour of trial shall come.
"Rest assured that the lives which have been lost since we left England
will not have been wasted if we—those who are dead and those who are
alive—have helped even a little to increase the honour and prestige of
the Royal Navy.
"Men, remember the mess-mates you are leaving here, even as you would
wish to be remembered yourselves."
Helston always "fancied" himself at speech-making, and was almost
cheerful as he and I walked down the hill together and stopped on the
slopes to watch a crowd of surrendered coolies who had been set to work
to bury their own dead.
* * * * *
For a week after the capture of the island of Hong Lu the gale blew with
such fury that Helston could not venture out of the snug harbour.
During this time practically the whole of the Chinamen had surrendered,
and were employed by Ping Sang and A Tsi to bury their dead countrymen,
and afterwards to load the merchant ships with what goods had been saved
from the great fire and prepare them for departure. Among the coolies
were sufficient seamen to form crews for all the captured merchantmen,
and the survivors of the men-of-war’s crews were also set to work on
board the remaining cruisers, destroyers, and torpedo-boats to get them
in a fit state to steam to the mainland.
Personally I should have hesitated to send these men aboard their own
ships again, but Ping Sang and A Tsi never doubted the expediency of
this course, and their trust was not misplaced, for they worked with
such energy that in a very few days the ships were ready for sea, and
cleaner probably than they had ever been.
A Chinaman knows his master when he meets him—he has wits enough for
that—and right well did they labour to appease the wrath of such a
tyrant as was Ping Sang.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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