“’Vast gawking there, and bend on to that dunnage. Whoop, now! Get her up
here! Heave her up, boys, lively now; the gale’s gone down. That’s the
new supercargo, and you don’t want to go cutting up any monkeyshines with
him. He’s going to leave the hard-luck poke-sack ashore.”
“I’ve got a trunk over at the station, too,” said Harry, as they went
down the companion-way aft. “Do you suppose they’ll mind if I bring that
aboard?”
“Well,” said Joe, “they’re superstitious about trunks, too, although they
don’t care so much about them as they do about a black bag. That’s a
special hoodoo.”
“I’ll store them both ashore, then,” said Harry resolutely; “I want to
start all fair with the crew. You have things pretty nice down here,
don’t you?” he went on with some surprise as they entered the cabin.
Here he saw a room with a well-furnished dining-table, and doors leading
off, the fittings being in hard wood, and the whole having an air of
refinement and home surroundings pleasant to see.
“Why, yes,” said Joe. “You see a whaling captain lives aboard his vessel
the year round, and we like to have things snug. Father’s cabin is just
aft of this. He keeps his charts there and instruments. The first mate
has the one on the starboard, and you and I are to share this.”
Joe, as he spoke, showed Harry into a little cabin which was lighted
by a port side dead-light, and which had two neat berths with clean
bedding and white sheets. There was abundant locker room, and the whole
looked somewhat as any boy’s room might that was occupied by a young man
studious and interested in outdoor sports. A rifle and shotgun hung on
the wall, and other boyish belongings were scattered about. There was a
shelf or two of books, and it reminded Harry in a certain way of his own
room at home. Joe noted his approval with pleasure, and seeing him glance
at the books said:—
“Father’s got quite a library in his room that you are welcome to use.
We’ll study navigation and some of those things together, if you want to.
Here’s your locker, and these hooks are for you. You may have either bunk
you wish, but I think you’ll find the lower one more convenient. Come on
ashore now, and I’ll help you get your things aboard and get you settled.
We sail to-morrow.”
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