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
"'Are there no more of you afloat?' was the first thing asked, to which
the Yankee sailor shook his head. She was an American bark, he said,
from a voyage of discovery round the two Capes; and he was mate himself,
and the skipper, being addicted to his cups, had set a cask of rum on
fire; so finding they couldn't get it under besides being wearied at the
pumps, on account of an old leak, the men broke into the spirit-room,
and got dead drunk. He and the blacks had patched up a raft in a hurry
for bare life, barely saving the passenger and his servant who had
jumped overboard; the passenger was a learned sort of a man, and his
servant was a Mexican. Most of this I found next day, from the gun-room
officers; however, I heard the mate of the burnt barque inquire of the
captain whereabouts they were, as the skipper was the only man who could
use a chronometer or quadrant, and the last gale had driven them out of
their reckonings a long way. 'Somewhere south of the Line, I guess?'
said he; but, on being told, the fellow gave a bewildered glance round
him, seemingly, and a cunning kind of squint after it, as I fancied.
'Well,' said he, 'I guess we're considerable unlucky; but I consider to
turn in, if agreeable!' The man had a way, in fact, half free-and-easy,
half awkward that struck me; especially when he said, as he went below,
he supposed 'this was a war-brig,' and hoped there 'wasn't war between
the States and the old country?' 'No, my man,' said the captain, 'you
may set your mind at ease on that point; but I'm afraid, nevertheless,
we'll have to land you at St Helena!'
"'What, mister?' said the American, starting, 'that's where you've got
Boneyparty locked up? Well now, if you give me a good berth for a few,
mister, I guess I'll rayther ship aboard you, till I get a better!
What's your wage just now, if I may ask, captain?' 'Well, well,' said
the captain, laughing, 'we'll see to-morrow, my man!'--and the American
went below. 'Set stu'nsails again, Mr Aldridge,' continued Captain
Wallis, 'and square yards. Why, rather than have such a fellow in the
ship's company, Aldridge, I'd land him without Sir Hudson's leave!'
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