My Life at Sea: being a "yarn" loosely spun for the purpose of holding together certain reminiscences of the transition period from sail to steam in the British mercantile marine (1863-1894)Crutchley, William Caius
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My Life at Sea: being a "yarn" loosely spun for the purpose of holding together certain reminiscences of the transition period from sail to steam in the British mercantile marine (1863-1894)
Crutchley, William Caius
Merchant marine -- Great Britain; Seafaring life
When we got to Southampton that time it was on a Sunday, and my only
regret was that Captain Dixon was not down to see the ship. She was in
such order that she satisfied even me, and Draper, a very particular
and natty man, could not offer even a suggestion, for her appearance
represented the culmination of all the years I had served as chief in
learning how to put and keep a ship in proper order. But I was growing
dissatisfied, there were men being placed in command who were new
comers compared with me, and as there was an old saying, “that modesty
was a sweet thing in a woman but not worth a rap in a man,” I put such
remnants as I had in my pocket and laid siege to Captain Dixon. My
friend, Mrs. Baynton, had also been having a few simple words on my
account with more than one of the directors, one of whom (Mr. Savage)
had said to me some little time previously, “that I was all right, but
that they thought I hardly carried ballast enough.” To this I retorted
that I had a wife and surely that was enough to give one stability.
Captain Dixon was most kind. I pointed out that I was fit for command
and that I hoped he would help me, to which he replied that he would
be pleased to make me Captain Crutchley, but that unfortunately he
could not make ships. He would, however, keep me at home, so that I
might be on the spot if a vacancy occurred. I do not remember who
relieved me, but I left the _Danube_ to make myself generally useful
in various companies’ ships in port. At that time there were few men
who considered it necessary to pass the Board of Trade examination in
steam, but as I could make the time fit in I did so, and if such a
certificate is useful to a master on even one occasion it is well worth
the trouble of obtaining. It helped me materially on one occasion.
There were two engineer examiners, and the experience was a new one for
them, but they took no unfair advantage of their superior knowledge,
and I had the satisfaction of seeing my certificate endorsed with
the words “Passed in Steam.” My practical examination took place in
the engine-room of the _Asiatic_, and curiously enough, two days
afterwards I was ordered to act for her captain in taking the ship
down the river. At this time there was another chief officer also on
shore, A. McLean Wait, who had been chief of the _German_. I did not
dream that other people might be pulling strings that might hamper me,
but there was more going on than I was aware of. I should state that
although Wait was actually my junior in the Company he had held a good
command previous to joining it, and it was generally considered that
he was marked for early promotion. He and I were good friends, and I
had assisted him at a function in the _German_ when she was a new
ship. He was a man of considerable attainments, but somehow there was
a something in his manner which did not attract people; he had lots
of good friends, however, and nature had been kind to him so far as
personal appearance was concerned.
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