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America (Netherlands) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
of speech, removed him miles away from me, as though he were a brave young savage of another nation and language, and utterly incomprehensible to me. He was not to be imitated in any way, and yet he obtained my admiration, because he had been to America, had manfully endured the tortures of sea-life, and bore himself indomitably. Long Hart, the cook, was another kind of hero to me. He stood over six feet high in his galley felts, and his saffron complexion and creased neck spoke of foreign sof such a scene, with its fierce activity and new atmosphere, upon a raw boy from St. Asaph, may be better imagined than described. During my fifty-two days of ship-life there had filtered into my mind curious ideas respecting the new land of America and the character of the people. In a large measure they were more complimentary than otherwise; but the levee of New Orleans carried with its name a reputation for sling-shots, doctored liquor, Shanghai-ing, and wharf-ratting, which made it a
Liverpool (United Kingdom) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
ung regarded the fiery mate from the corners of their eyes. Five days from Liverpool there suddenly appeared on deck three stowaways,--two Irish boys of about fousmile that he had been least hurt. Harry expressed his opinion that he was a Liverpool rat, who would certainly end his days in the State's prison. Curiously enover having chosen the Windermere to escape from the miseries inseparable from Liverpool poverty. Before many minutes Nelson was dancing about me, and wounding me inst have appeared like a starry sky to him. Labouring under the notion that Liverpool sailors needed the most ferocious discipline, our two mates seldom omitted a ians at sea, and sweet as molasses near port. On the fifty-second day from Liverpool, the Windermere anchored off one of the four mouths of the Mississippi River,ity and independence that made each face so different from what I had seen in Liverpool. These people knew no master, and had no more awe of their employers than th
Gulf of Mexico (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
d to spinning such sanguinary yarns of sea-life that I wondered they could find pleasure in following such a gory profession. When sea and sky were equally sympathetic, and Waters and Nelson gave a rest to their vocal machines, there might have been worse places than the deck of the Winder-mere on a Sunday; and, to us boys, the Sunday feed of plumduff, with its Nantucket raisins, soft-tack, and molasses, or gingerbread, contributed to render it delightful. We were on the verge of the Gulf of Mexico, when one night, just after eight bells were struck, and the watch was turning out, Waters, who was ever on the alert for a drop on someone, hurled an iron belaying-pin at a group of sailors on the main deck, and felled a Norwegian senseless. Then, as though excited at the effect, he bounded over the poop-railing to the main deck, amongst the half-sleepy men, and struck right and left with a hand-spike, and created such a panic that old salts and joskins began to leap over each other in
Mississippi (United States) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
ut face and sing a new tune; and that old hands could tell how near they were to the levee by the way Yankee mates behaved, and that there was no place so unwholesome for bullies as the New Orleans levee. Another sailor was of the opinion that the mates were more afraid of being hauled up before the court; he had often seen their like,--hellians at sea, and sweet as molasses near port. On the fifty-second day from Liverpool, the Windermere anchored off one of the four mouths of the Mississippi River, in twenty-seven feet of water. The shore is called the Balize. Early next morning a small tug took our ship, and another of similar size, in tow, and proceeded up the river with us. We were kept very busy preparing the vessel for port, but I had abundant opportunities to note the strange shores, and the appearance of the greatest of American rivers. After several hours' steaming, we passed English turn, which Harry described as the place where the English were licked by the America
Stockholm (Sweden) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
boy was free! We raced across the levee, for joy begets activity, and activity is infectious. What was a vivid joy to me, was the delight of gratified pride to Harry. I told you, he said, beaming, what New Orleans was. Is it not grand? But grand did not convey its character, as it appeared to my fresh young eyes. Some other word was wanted to express the whole of what I felt. The soft, balmy air, with its strange scents of fermenting molasses, semi-baked sugar, green coffee, pitch, Stockholm tar, brine of mess-beef, rum, and whiskey drippings, contributed a great deal towards imparting the charm of romance to everything I saw. The people I passed appeared to me to be nobler than any I had seen. They had a swing of the body wholly un-English, and their facial expressions differed from those I had been accustomed to. I strove hard to give a name to what was so unusual. Now, of course, I know that it was the sense of equality and independence that made each face so different fr
Callao (Peru) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
d a blue Phrygian cap covered his head. He disdained the use of sailors' colloquialisms, and spoke like a school-master in very grand words. My rustic innocence appeared to have an attraction for him; on the second evening after my recovery, he offered the freedom of his galley to me, and, when I brought the apprentice kids, he was generous in his helpings of softtack, scouse, and duff. During the dog-watches he spun long yarns about his experiences in deep-sea ships, and voyages to Callao, California, West Coast of Africa, and elsewhere, many of which were horrible on account of the cruelty practised on sailors. I heard of poor sailors hoisted up to the yard-arm, and ducked by the run in the sea until they were nearly drowned; of men being keel-hauled, tied stark-naked to the windlass, and subjected to the most horrible indignities, put over the ship's side to scrub the ship's coppers in the roasting hot sun, and much else which made me thankful that the captains of the day were n
Nantucket (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
shaving, hair-cutting, and clothes-mending. In the afternoon, after gorging themselves on duff, they were more given to smoke, and to spinning such sanguinary yarns of sea-life that I wondered they could find pleasure in following such a gory profession. When sea and sky were equally sympathetic, and Waters and Nelson gave a rest to their vocal machines, there might have been worse places than the deck of the Winder-mere on a Sunday; and, to us boys, the Sunday feed of plumduff, with its Nantucket raisins, soft-tack, and molasses, or gingerbread, contributed to render it delightful. We were on the verge of the Gulf of Mexico, when one night, just after eight bells were struck, and the watch was turning out, Waters, who was ever on the alert for a drop on someone, hurled an iron belaying-pin at a group of sailors on the main deck, and felled a Norwegian senseless. Then, as though excited at the effect, he bounded over the poop-railing to the main deck, amongst the half-sleepy men
West Coast (New Zealand) (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
n cap covered his head. He disdained the use of sailors' colloquialisms, and spoke like a school-master in very grand words. My rustic innocence appeared to have an attraction for him; on the second evening after my recovery, he offered the freedom of his galley to me, and, when I brought the apprentice kids, he was generous in his helpings of softtack, scouse, and duff. During the dog-watches he spun long yarns about his experiences in deep-sea ships, and voyages to Callao, California, West Coast of Africa, and elsewhere, many of which were horrible on account of the cruelty practised on sailors. I heard of poor sailors hoisted up to the yard-arm, and ducked by the run in the sea until they were nearly drowned; of men being keel-hauled, tied stark-naked to the windlass, and subjected to the most horrible indignities, put over the ship's side to scrub the ship's coppers in the roasting hot sun, and much else which made me thankful that the captains of the day were not so cruel as t
Windermere (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
Chapter III at sea when the Windermere was deserted by the tug, and she rose and fell to the w This boy had already made one voyage on the Windermere, and, though he despised green-horns, among s the pride of the officers that, though the Windermere was not a Black-ball packet, she was big and booted the full-grown wretches on board the Windermere. The captain was too high and mighty to int When I confided to him that the crew of the Windermere were a very wicked set, he said the WindermeWindermere was Heaven compared to a Black-Ball packet-ship. I believe that he would have liked to see more s next made to regret ever having chosen the Windermere to escape from the miseries inseparable from On the fifty-second day from Liverpool, the Windermere anchored off one of the four mouths of the Memained of the crew that had brought the big Windermere across the sea to New Orleans. Though abo, who had been compelled to abscond from the Windermere the voyage before, recurred to me more than [1 more...]
Sweat (search for this): part 1.4, chapter 1.7
ll feelings of sickly wretchedness away, and drew me on deck immediately. My nerves tingled, and my senses seemed to swim, as I cast a look at the unsteady sea and uneasy ship; but the strong penetrating breeze was certainly a powerful tonic, though not such a reviver as the sight of the ireful fellow who came on at a tearing pace towards me and hissed: Seize that scrubbing-broom, you — joskin! Lay hold of it, I say, and scrub, you — son of a sea-cook! Scrub like--! Scrub until you drop! Sweat, you — swab! Dig into the deck you----white-livered lime-juicer! I stole the briefest possible glance at his inflamed face, to catch some idea of the man who could work himself into such an intense rage, for he was a kind of creature never dreamed of before by me. Seeing me bend to my task without argument or delay, he darted to another boy on the lee side, and with extreme irony and retracted lips, stooped, with hands on knees, and said to him: Now, Harry, my lad, I am sure you don't wa<
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