Adventure stories; Sea stories; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
About this there appeared no difficulty, and the result proved there was
none; for in less than five minutes after conceiving it, I had carried
the design into execution, and the measuring-rod stood inside the
barrel, with one end projecting some inches on the outside.
Holding this end carefully in my hand, I caused the other to play about
on the opposite side, until I felt convinced that it touched the point
that was exactly _vis-a-vis_ with the aperture; and then steadying the
stick, I notched it with my knife, on a level with the outer surface of
the stave. To calculate from this notch would not be correct, as it
would be more than the diameter of the cask--that is, in reference to
what it would contain--but I had no intention of doing so. I should
make allowance for the thickness of the stave, and that would give me
the measurement I wanted.
Having made my mark, I drew forth my measuring-rod, piece by piece, as
it had been plunged in. I took care as I did so to notch both the
splices, so that I might be able to put them together again in the exact
place where they had been while making the measurement. All this
attention to such minute particulars was of importance, and I knew it to
be so, for the mistake of even a quarter of an inch in the length of my
diameter would cause a difference of many gallons in the result. Most
certainly, then, was it of consequence that I should be precise in my
_data_.
I now had the diameter of the swell; the next thing was to get that of
the head, or end. About this there was less difficulty--in fact, not
any. It was obtained in a few seconds.
Though I could not myself get round either of the ends of the butt, nor
even my arm, I could pass the rod around them, and in this way measure
them. Even had there not been space to admit the measuring-stick, I
should have found a means--by simply drilling another hole with my
knife, close to either end, and gauging as before. But this would have
occupied time, and it was not necessary to do so, since the stick passed
along the head of the butt without any obstruction, till its end rested
against the projecting rim on the opposite side. I had nothing to do
but assure myself that its point was fair in the middle, and then make
my mark as before.
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