The Green Hand: Adventures of a Naval LieutenantCupples, George
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The Green Hand: Adventures of a Naval Lieutenant
Cupples, George
Sea stories; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction
But that 'ere fellow don't know nothin' of ships,
sure enough, or he wouldn't offer what he did, and the crimps' houses
all of a swarm with hands!'
"'Take my word, mate,' says I, 'it's a paying trip, or he wouldn't do
it--leave a Quaker alone for that. Why, the chap's a parfit youngster,
but I am blessed if he don't look as starched as if he'd sat over a dask
for twenty year!'
"Well, strike me lucky, mates all, if the whole affair warn't a complete
trap! Down comes a clerk with the papers, sure enough; but in ten
minutes more the whole blessed lot of us was puckalowed, and hard an'
fast, by a strong press-gang. They put us into a cutter off Redriff
Stairs, and the next noon all hands was aboard of the _Pandora_ frigate
at Sheerness. The first time of being mustered on deck, says Bill to me,
'Cuss my eyes, Bob, if there isn't the 'farnal Quaker!' I looked, and
sees a midshipman in uniform like the rest, and so it was. 'The sly,
soft-sawderin' beggar!' says I. 'All fair in war, and a press, mate!'
says one o' the frigate's men. All the while I kept looking and looking
at the midshipman; and at last I says to Bill when we got below, giving
a slap to my thigh, 'Blessed if it ain't! It's the _Green Hand_
himself!' 'Green Hand!' says Bill, sulky enough, 'who's the Green Hand?
Blow me, Bob, if I don't think we're the green hands ourselves, if
that's what you're upon!' So I told him the story about Ned Collins.
'Well,' says he, 'if a fellow was green as Chinee rice, cuss me if the
reefers' mess wouldn't take it all out on him in a dozen watches. The
softest thing I know, as you say, Bob, just now, it's to come the smart
hand when you're a lubber; but to sham green after that style, ye know,
why, it is a mark or two above either you or I, messmate. So, for my
part, I forgives the young scamp, 'cause I ought to ha' known better.'
"By the time the frigate got to sea the story was blowed over the whole
main-deck; many a good laugh it gived the different messes; and Bill,
the midshipman, and me, got the name of the 'Three Green Hands.'
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