The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 1Whymper, Frederick
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The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 1
Whymper, Frederick
Adventure and adventurers; Arctic regions; Ocean; Voyages around the world
After the interview, in which Neptune not unfrequently poked fun and
thrust home-truths at the officers, the captain offered the god and
goddess a bumper of wine, and then the rougher part of the ceremony
commenced. Neptune would address his court somewhat as follows: “Hark ye,
my Tritons, you’re here to shave and duck and bleed all as needs it; but
you’ve got to be gentle, or we’ll get no more fees. The first of ye as
disobeys me, I’ll tie to a ten-ton gun, and sink him ten thousand fathoms
below, where he shall drink nothing but salt-water and feed on seaweed for
the next hundred years.” The cow-pen was usually employed for the
ducking-bath; it was lined with double canvas, and boarded up, so as to
hold several butts of water. Marryat, in the first naval novel he wrote,
says: “Many of the officers purchased exemption from shaving and physic by
a bottle of rum; but none could escape the sprinkling of salt water, which
fell about in great profusion; even the captain received his share.... It
was easy to perceive, on this occasion, who were favourites with the
ship’s company, by the degree of severity with which they were treated.
The tyro was seated on the side of the cow-pen: he was asked the place of
his nativity, and the moment he opened his mouth the shaving-brush of the
barber—which was a very large paint-brush—was crammed in, with all the
filthy lather, with which they covered his face and chin; this was roughly
scraped off with the great razor. The doctor felt his pulse, and
prescribed a pill, which was forced into his cheek; and the
smelling-bottle, the cork of which was armed with sharp points of pins,
was so forcibly applied to his nose as to bring blood. After this, he was
thrown backward into the bath, and allowed to scramble out the best way he
could.” The first-lieutenant, the reader may remember, dodged out of the
way for some time, but at last was surrounded, and plied so effectually
with buckets of salt water, that he fled down a hatchway. The buckets were
pitched after him, “and he fell, like the Roman virgin, covered with the
shields of the soldiers.” Very unpopular men or officers were made to
swallow half a pint of salt water. Those good old times!
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