On Board the "Rocket"Adams, Robert C. (Robert Chamblet)
History
On Board the "Rocket"
Adams, Robert C. (Robert Chamblet)
Seafaring life
"Yes; so I did," said Mr. Howard, "and instead of doing it you must go
to skylarking with the man at the wheel. The 'old man' has licked you
for fooling on the poop, and now I owe you something for not doing what
I told you to."
Without further words he struck Taylor on the face with a belaying-pin,
and followed it up with several blows in the same place. The boy's
shrieks brought the mate forward; but by the time he had reached the
spot, the damage was done, and the boy lay fainting upon the fore-hatch
with his face covered with blood.
The worthy mate, as soon as he comprehended the matter, burst out with
some expressions more forcible than elegant, and said to the second
mate:
"Mr. Howard, there's nothing of the man about you. You're a disgrace
to the very name of a man. An officer that would treat a boy like that
ought to be keel-hauled."
The second mate sneaked away aft, leaving the mate to take care of the
boy.
The next day the captain missed Taylor from the deck, and hearing that
he had laid up, sent for him. He appeared with his face so swollen
and discolored that no one could have recognized him. Capt. Streeter
was quite shocked by the case, and gave him proper lotions from the
medicine-chest. He took a private opportunity to tell Mr. Howard
that he had been rather too severe this time; but avoided any public
reproach of him, not wishing to give any further encouragement to Mr.
Morrison's hostility.
In all this time I was getting along pretty well. The crew had fighting
enough from the other officers to keep them in respectful awe of "the
powers that be" without much need of my using my fists against them,
though the captain kept up his system of alternate persecutions and
insinuating stories, all designed to make me such an officer as he
thought I ought to be.
The mate was treated with all the contempt that the captain dared to
show him, and his naturally irritable temper was by no means soothed
by this feature of his situation. I sometimes had good proof of this
by receiving a snappish rebuke for some fault or omission detected by
the mate's keen eyes. But apart from a momentary exasperation, this
had no great effect on my spirits, for I accepted such occurrences as
the inevitable portion of a third mate, and was only thankful that my
share was no larger than it was.
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