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
"The weather began to have a different turn already by the time we got
up--the clouds banking to leeward, the sea dusky under them, and the
air-line between rather bluish. Two or three lazy gulls in our wake
began to look alive and show themselves, and a whole black shoal of
porpoises went tumbling and rolling across the bows for half an hour,
till down they dived of a sudden, head-foremost, one after another in
the same spot, like so many sheep through a gap.
"My gentleman-mate was to be seen everywhere about the decks, and active
enough, I must say; the next minute he was amongst two or three young
ladies aft, as polite as a dancing-master, showing them everything in
board and out, as if nobody knew it except himself. Here a young girl,
one of Master Tommy's sisters, came skipping aft, half in a fright. 'Oh,
Miss Fortescue!' cried she, 'just think!--I peeped over into a nasty
black hole there, with a ladder in it, and saw ever so many common
sailors hung up in bags from the ceiling. Oh, what do you think, one of
them actually kissed his hand to me.' 'Only one of the watch below
awake, miss,' said the mate; 'impertinent swab--I only wish I knew which
it was.' 'Poor fellows,' said the young ladies, 'pray don't be harsh to
them; but what have they been doing?' 'Oh, nothing,' said he, with a
laugh, 'but swing in their hammocks since eight bells.' 'Then are they
so lazy as to dislike getting up to such delightful-looking
occupations?' 'Why, ma'am,' said the mate, staring a little, 'they've
been on deck last night two watches, of four hours each, I must say that
for them.' 'Dear me!' broke out the ladies; and on this the chief
officer took occasion to launch out again concerning 'the weary vigils,'
as he called them, 'which we mariners have to keep, far distant from
land, without a smile from the eyes of the fair to bless us. But,
however, the very thought of it gives courage to the sailor's manly
heart, to disregard the billows' fearful rage, and reef topsails in the
tempest's angry height!' Thought I, 'He'd much better do it before.'
However, the young ladies didn't seem to see that, evidently looking
upon the mate as the very pink of seamen! and he actually set a second
lower stud-sail, to show them how fast she could walk.
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