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 I got home that day my action was not altogether approved of, in
fact it was strongly deprecated, but the die was cast and there was
the end of it. I went to town next day, it must have been Christmas
Day, for the London streets were deserted and the office of the Company
was only open to meet me. The London Manager took me to the West End
to meet the General Manager, Mr. Coster, and before I had time to
turn round I had promised to go to Glasgow and bring the ship round to
London. I must say that my new employers were very nice people, and
evinced a strong desire to meet my wishes in every way possible, but it
was a sad time for me when I turned out into the street and realised
that it was no longer the Union Company’s flag I should sail under, and
that my most cherished connections were to be severed. I regarded it,
and rightly, as the opening of a new page in the book of life which I
had not yet had the chance to glance at, but the only thing was to go
through with the undertaking and make the best of it; so I got back to
Southampton, spent the rest of my Christmas Day in the conventional
manner, and next evening saw me in the limited mail for Glasgow.
I found the ship at the tail of the bank off Greenock, and she was
quite good-looking enough to please me; but as soon as I put foot on
board her it was evident that for so long a run she was too small to
pay. I was not quite correct, however, in this, for I was not then
acquainted with the frozen meat trade and its possibilities. I found
as chief officer a man from the Union Company, and there also others
from the same source, so that I was not in the midst of strangers. The
ship was well fitted in every respect, and she had, what was then rare
even in first-class ships, an electric light installation. There were
two dynamos, but from the first they gave considerable trouble. Still,
Fairfield had had a very free hand in turning out the ship, and that
notable yard was not in the habit of making many mistakes.
On the 28th the manager and others came down from London and we ran
a short trial. It was on this occasion that I first met Mr. Pearce,
afterwards Sir William, who had built the ship. We were, I think,
mutually satisfied with one another. The ship steamed well, and the
next day we started for London and reached Gravesend on the last day
of the year, remaining there for the night. In the early hours of the
morning a small steamer caught one of her backstays on our bowsprit and
pulled her mainmast down, but as she did not stop to leave a card, and
no damage was done to us, I am ignorant to this day as to what vessel
it was. I do know, however, that the Scotch pilot who brought us round,
and others of his countrymen on board, paid a midnight visit to me to
be sure that I properly welcomed the New Year. We duly moored in the
Royal Albert Dock the next day.
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