When Jack made this assertion, he had never been there. He talked on
till he had worked himself up to a fit of enthusiasm, and almost made
his family believe that the African station was not so bad a one after
all. The truth was that when Captain Lascelles paid off the _Racer_ he
promised Jack that should he get another ship soon he would apply for
him, and Jack therefore felt pretty certain that he should himself be
very soon on station, and he of course was anxious to prevent his
parents or sisters from feeling any undue anxiety on his account. He
could not sit down or turn his mind to anything all day till he
discovered a copy of the _Cruise of the Midge_, over the graphic pages
of which he was observed to be intently poring; and then he went and
routed out of the library one or two books descriptive of the west coast
of Africa. At dinner he could talk of nothing else but the Gold Coast,
and the Ivory Coast, and Congo, and other places in those regions.
"Why, Jack, we might suppose that you were contemplating going out there
from the way you talk about those places," observed one of his brothers,
who wanted to bring some other subject on the tapis.
"And so of course I am," exclaimed Jack. "I should like to stay at home
among you all; but as I have chosen a profession, and there is not
another like it, I hope to stick to it, and I intend always to look out
where there is most work to be done, and to go there."
"My dear child," said his mother, "but not to the coast of Africa."
Then Jack went into all the arguments in its favour, which he flattered
himself had made so favourable an impression at breakfast, but which he
found had all been forgotten, while the original very natural prejudice
against it had once more asserted a pre-eminence in the minds of his
family.
The next morning Jack was unusually fidgety till the post came in, and
there was a blank look on his countenance when the post-bag was opened
and it produced no letter for him. Soon after breakfast, however,
Admiral Triton's carriage drove up to the door, and out of it stepped
the admiral himself. He quickly stumped into the drawing-room, and
having made his salaams to the ladies, produced an official-looking
document from his pocket. Jack had followed him eagerly into the room.
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