On Board the "Rocket"Adams, Robert C. (Robert Chamblet)
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On Board the "Rocket"
Adams, Robert C. (Robert Chamblet)
Seafaring life
On one of the few occasions during this passage, when I had an
opportunity to catch a nap on the cabin sofa at night, I was greatly
alarmed by being aroused from dreams of shipwreck, by water pouring
over me from a jug upset by the swinging open of a locker door.
Anything that happens to "the old man" is considered important on
shipboard, and this was deemed worthy of illustration.
At Singapore we discharged the rest of our cargo and loaded a quantity
of tin, gambier and gutta percha. We remained twenty-three days here,
most of the time being spent in waiting for the merchants at Penang to
purchase cargo, as the vessel's appearance at that port while they were
buying would have made the native traders put up their prices. So we
hid away at Singapore, and a very pleasant hiding place it was.
The first novelty that greeted our arrival was an assemblage of canoes
and boats. From the former small boys dived for coin, thrown from the
vessel, catching them before they descended far below the surface of
the water. From the latter were offered us fruit, birds, monkeys,
shells and corals, the last named being especially beautiful. A whole
boat load of these at "a hard bargain" was secured for seventy-five
cents. The appearance of the town is very picturesque, luxuriant
foliage appearing amidst the collections of white houses, and hills
rise in the rear covered with nutmeg and fruit trees, while near by the
fertile jungle dips its abundant growth into the sea. Many pleasant
hours were passed on shore; the fascinating hospitalities of luxurious
homes were enjoyed; a picnic in the midst of the jungle nine miles from
the city afforded a splendid view of tropical scenery; and a drive
to a cocoanut plantation of five hundred acres showed how European
enterprise is economizing the fertile products of the East. One evening
especially remains prominent in agreeable recollection, when I dined
with an old Boston friend. The table was spread on the rear verandah
where the trees waved close to us, and the air was full of delicious
odors and the singing of insects, their differing notes seeming like
tunes. Truly life in Singapore is fascinating.
There were a number of American vessels here waiting for freights
to improve in different ports of the East. In order to save expense
they desired to discharge their crews, but, three months' extra pay
being required by the consul, they either had to add to the lack of
employment the further infliction of supporting an unprofitable crew,
or drive the men to desertion by acts of cruelty and oppression. Every
day almost there was some row in the harbor on board an American ship,
and this law and its results was a continual topic of discussion.
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