Africa, West -- Description and travel; Missions -- Africa
The deck, formerly spacious and shining, is now covered with baggage,
the abundance of which is only exceeded by its outlandish variety. The
first mate is the ship’s general housekeeper. Cleanliness and order
are a mental malady with him. If he could have his way the ship would
carry no cargo, since the opening of the hatches and the discharging of
it deranges the order of the lower deck and litters it with rubbish.
Besides he would like to employ the boat-crews in holystoning one deck
or another all the time instead of only once each morning. The sight of
a dog affects him more seriously than seeing a ghost. Passengers are a
great trial to him who carelessly place their deck chairs for comfort or
for conversation with each other instead of leaving them in unneighbourly
straight lines as he arranged them. He is rarely on speaking terms with
the chief engineer, because the latter must frequently have coal carried
from the forehold; and there is a standing feud between him and the
cook, whose grease-tub sits outside the galley door. The mate’s sole
horror of a storm at sea is that the rolling of the ship spills the
grease. Imagine the life this gentleman lives from the time that the
native passengers begin to come aboard and fill the deck with their piles
of miscellaneous baggage. He ages perceptibly. Disorder is precisely the
weak point in the native character; and much of the mate’s time is spent
in pitched battles with the native women, over the bestowment of their
goods. No sooner has he, with the help of several deck-hands, arranged a
lady’s goods in a neat square pile ten feet high and seated her children
in a straight row than the lady orders all her children to get out of her
way and proceeds to tear down the pile in order to get a cosmetic and a
mirror that happen to be in two different boxes in the bottom. When the
mate is not around the deck passengers seem very happy as they sit at
random on their baggage and yell at each other. Here and there men in
Mohammedan dress sit on the sunny deck in cross-legged tailor-fashion,
reminding one of old Bible pictures. If they quarrel a great deal they
also laugh a great deal, and the quarrels are no sooner ended than they
are forgotten.
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