Historical fiction; United States -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
"Ben, you would sail as a ship's boy. If you endured the hardships, and
satisfied Mr. Jenks in matters of heavy labor and obedience, the which
is no easy thing to do, you might fairly soon achieve the proud
condition of an ordinary seaman. They have a saying: 'Six days shalt
thou labor as hard as thou art able; the seventh, holystone the main
deck and chip the chain cable.' They say also: 'No law off
soundings'--and I'm afraid that's true, though I guess the law according
to Peter Jenks is just enough in its own harsh way. They have even
another saying--I suppose it was repeated by the men who followed John
Quelch a few years ago and were hanged with him at Copp's Hill: 'Better
a short gasp on a tricing line than a long hunger, short pay and the
bloody scurvy.'"
"But at least, Uncle John, there would not be the expense of my keep
here, and I would be----"
"What? You're troubled that I should spend my substance on mine
own--my--like a son--why, Ben, the old have little enough they can do
except give. I pray you allow me to do that much."
"And I pray you, Uncle John, understand me! I did not mean it like that.
I meant--if I sailed, I'd be learning things that might make me of some
use to you in the business."
"Oh? So?... Well, you know that's near my heart. A few days ago you was
undecided. We spoke of it, coming home from seeing _Artemis_ return--did
we not?"
"Yes, Uncle John."
"And I feared I was nursing an old man's vanity. Urging on you something
that might be unwelcome.... Mind you, Ben, I am not your master and no
one shall be. I will not say to you, go there, do this, as I might to
the common sort. Somehow, of late years, I don't much fancy the meaning
they give to the word 'gentleman' in England. Joseph Cory was a farmer,
and a better gentleman than any milord in London. Yes, in this land the
word doth seem to be earning a new definition, or maybe it did alway own
it, but title-dazed Europe is in no posture to comprehend such a thing.
You are a gentleman's son, Ben. I say there's an aristocracy which hath
nothing at all to do with wealth or position, nor with ancestry neither
except as a parent's good qualities do often appear in the children. I
mean the aristocracy of the good mind with the good heart--you will not
find that very often on earth, Benjamin. You are a gentleman, and no one
may order you about, only guide a little, so far as love and friendship
may do it, while you--while you are yet a boy."
Ben felt the fire in his cheeks, and dreaded stammering. "Well, sir,
might it not be that sailing with _Artemis_ would help me decide, or at
least understand better, what I wish to do?"
"It--might.... Mind, I've not said yea or nay. Don't press me more on it
now. It may be two weeks yet before _Artemis_ is ready to go. Mr.
Banning of Gloucester is delaying me. His dem'd price is too dear,
noticed it a thousand times. Uh--don't you think so?"
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