The Three LieutenantsKingston, William Henry Giles
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The Three Lieutenants
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Officers -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
soldier, took every precaution to avoid surprise. Not till the next
morning was his mind set at rest, when a report came from across the
harbour that a sentry-box had been found on the Gosport shore, where one
had not stood the night before, with a sentry in front of it, who could
give no account of how he got there. The sentry, on awaking at
daybreak, had in vain looked for the objects he expected to see around
him, but deemed it prudent to maintain his post. When questioned, he
roundly asserted that he had been broad awake all night, and the only
conclusion to which he or any one else could come, was that he had been
the victim of some trick of witchcraft."
"Were you, admiral, among those who played it?" asked Captain Sourcrout
"because then the less I say on the subject the better."
"A man is not compelled by law to give evidence against himself,"
answered the admiral, laughing. "I give the tale current at the time,
and happened to have been informed of the facts which solved the
mystery. I should say that Jerry Hazledine had nothing to do with it,
as it was before his day. He has a good many things set down to his
account."
"Some of them were true bills, however," observed another post-captain.
"I was a midshipman under him when he commanded the old _Turk_. Though
good-natured he was somewhat hot-tempered. One of our marines had been
bred a barber, and Jerry, discovering this, made the man come in every
morning to shave him, the steward following with a jug of warm water.
It had just been placed on the table as the barber had finished
lathering the captain's face, but instead of being only warm was
scalding hot. The marine, not reflecting on this, dipped in his razor,
and intending to commence operations on the captain's upper lip, touched
the tip of his nose with the back. As Jerry felt the pain, on the
impulse of the moment up went his fist, which he planted with a
knock-down blow between the eyes of the unfortunate jolly, who rolled
over, half-stunned, on the deck. I, at that moment, went into the
cabin, having been sent on some duty or other, and heard Jerry shout out
in a voice of thunder:--
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