The Adventures of Peregrine PickleSmollett, T. (Tobias)
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The Adventures of Peregrine Pickle
Smollett, T. (Tobias)
Adventure stories; Fiction; Picaresque literature
Scarce had the vessel proceeded two leagues on the passage, when, the
wind shifting, blew directly in her teeth; so that they were obliged to
haul upon a wind, and alter their course. The sea running pretty high
at the same time, our hero, who was below in his cabin, began to be
squeamish, and, in consequence of the skipper's advice, went upon deck
for the comfort of his stomach; while the governor, experienced in these
disasters, slipped into bed, where he lay at his ease, amusing himself
with a treatise on the cycloid, with algebraical demonstrations, which
never failed to engage his imagination in the most agreeable manner.
In the mean time the wind increased to a very hard gale, the vessel
pitched with great violence, the sea washed over the deck, the master
was alarmed, the crew were confounded, the passengers were overwhelmed
with sickness and fear, and universal distraction ensued. In the midst
of this uproar, Peregrine holding fast by the taffrail, and looking
ruefully ahead, the countenance of Pipes presented itself to his
astonished view, rising, as it were, from the hold of the ship. At first
he imagined it was a fear-formed shadow of his own brain; though he
did not long remain in this error, but plainly perceived that it was no
other than the real person of Thomas, who, jumping on the quarter-deck,
took charge of the helm, and dictated to the sailors with as much
authority as if he had been commander of the ship. The skipper
looked upon him as an angel sent to his assistance; and the crew
soon discovered him to be a thoroughbred seaman, notwithstanding his
livery-frock; obeyed his orders with such alacrity, that, in a little
time, the confusion vanished; and every necessary step was taken to
weather the gale.
Our young gentleman immediately conceived the meaning of Tom's
appearance on board; and when the tumult was a little subsided, went up,
and encouraged him to exert himself for the preservation of the ship,
promising to take him again into his service, from which he should never
be dismissed, except at his own desire. This assurance had a surprising
effect upon Pipes, who, though he made no manner of reply, thrust the
helm into the master's hands, saying, “Here, you old bumboat-woman, take
hold of the tiller, and keep her thus, boy, thus;” and skipped about the
vessel, trimming the sails, and managing the ropes with such agility and
skill, that everybody on deck stood amazed at his dexterity.
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