IN WHICH OUR HERO PROVES THAT ALL ON BOARD SHOULD EQUALLY SACRIFICE
DECENCY TO DUTY.
The success of any young man in a profession very much depends upon the
occurrences at the commencement of his career, as from those is his
character judged, and he is treated accordingly. Jack had chosen to
enter the Service at a much later period than most lads; he was tall and
manly for his age, and his countenance, if not strictly handsome, wore
that expression of honesty and boldness which is sure to please. His
spirit in not submitting to, and meeting Vigors when he had hardly
recovered from his severe prostration of sea-sickness, had gained him
with the many respect, and with all, except his antagonist and Mr
Smallsole, goodwill. Instead of being laughed at by his messmates, he
was played with; for Jolliffe smiled at his absurdities, and attempted
to reason him out of them, and the others liked Jack for himself and his
generosity, and, more over, because they looked up to him as a protector
against Vigors, who had persecuted them all; for Jack had declared, that
as might was right in a midshipman's berth, he would so far restore
equality, that if he could not put down those who were the strongest, at
all events he would protect the weak, and, let who would come into the
berth, they must be his master before they should tyrannise over those
weaker than he.
Thus did Jack Easy make the best use that he could of his strength, and
become, as it were, the champion and security of those who, although
much longer at sea and more experienced than he was, were glad to
shelter themselves under his courage and skill, the latter of which had
excited the admiration of the butcher of the ship, who had been a
pugilist by profession. Thus did Jack at once take the rank of an
oldster, and soon became the leader of all the mischief. We
particularly observe this, because, had it so happened that our hero had
succumbed to Vigors, the case would have been the very reverse. He then
would have had to go through the ordeal to which most who enter the
naval service are exposed, which cannot be better explained than by
comparing it to the fagging carried to such an iniquitous extent in
public schools.
Mr Asper, for his own reasons, made him his companion: they walked the
night-watch together, and he listened to all Jack's nonsense about the
rights of man. And here Mr Asper did good without intending it, for,
at the same time that he appeared to agree with Jack, to secure his
favour, he cautioned him, and pointed out why this equality could not
exist altogether on board of a man-of-war.
As for himself, he said, he saw no difference between a lieutenant, or
even a captain, and a midshipman, provided they were gentlemen: he
should choose his friends where he liked, and despised that power of
annoyance which the service permitted. Of course, Jack and Mr Asper
were good friends, especially as, when half the watch was over, to
conciliate his good will and to get rid of his eternal arguing, Mr
Asper would send Jack down to bed.
They were now entering the Straits, and expected to anchor the next day
at Gibraltar, and Jack was forward on the forecastle, talking with
Mesty, with whom he had contracted a great friendship, for there was
nothing that Mesty would not have done for Jack, although he had not
been three weeks in the ship; but a little reflection will show that it
was natural.
Mesty had been a great man in his own country; he had suffered all the
horrors of a passage in a slave ship; he had been sold as a slave twice;
he had escaped--but he found that the universal feeling was strong
against his colour, and that on board of a man-of-war he was condemned,
although free, to the humblest of offices.
He had never heard any one utter the sentiments, which _now_ beat in his
own heart, of liberty and equality--we say _now_, for when he was in his
own country before his captivity, he had no ideas of equality; no one
has who is in power: but he had been schooled; and although people
talked of liberty and equality at New York, he found that what they
preached for themselves, they did not practise towards others, and that,
in the midst of liberty and equality, he and thousands more were
enslaved and degraded beings.
Escaping to England, he had regained his liberty, but not his equality;
his colour had prevented the latter, and in that feeling all the world
appeared to conspire together against him, until, to his astonishment,
he heard those sentiments boldly expressed from the lips of Jack, and
that in a service where it was almost tantamount to mutiny. Mesty,
whose character is not yet developed, immediately took a fondness for
our hero, and in a hundred ways showed his attachment. Jack also liked
Mesty, and was fond of talking with him, and every evening, since the
combat with Vigors, they had generally met in the forecastle to discuss
the principles of equality and the rights of man.
The boatswain, whose name was Biggs, was a slight, dapper, active little
man, who, as captain of the foretop, had shown an uncommon degree of
courage in a hurricane, so much so, as to recommend him to the admiral
for promotion. It was given to him; and after the ship to which he had
been appointed was paid off, he had been ordered to join H.M. sloop
_Harpy_. Jack's conversation with Mesty was interrupted by the voice of
the boatswain, who was haranguing his boy. "It's now ten minutes, sir,
by my repeater," said the boatswain, "that I have sent for you;" and Mr
Biggs pulled out a huge silver watch, almost as big as a Norfolk turnip.
A Jew had sold him the watch; the boatswain had heard of repeaters, and
wished to have one. Moses had only shown him watches with the hour and
minute hands; he now produced one with a second hand, telling him it was
a repeater.
"What makes it a repeater?" inquired the boatswain.
"Common watches," said the cunning Jew, "only tell the minutes and the
hours; but all repeaters tell the seconds."
The boatswain was satisfied--bought the watch, and, although many had
told him it was no repeater, he insisted that it _was_, and would call
it so.
"I swear," continued the boatswain, "it's ten minutes and twenty seconds
by my repeater."
"If you please, sir," said the boy, "I was changing my trousers when you
sent for me, and then I had to stow away my bag again."
"Silence, sir; I'd have you to know that when you are sent for by your
officer, trousers or no trousers, it is your duty to come up directly."
"Without trousers, sir!" replied the boy.
"Yes, sir, without trousers; if the captain required me, I should come
without my shirt. Duty before decency." So saying, the boatswain lays
hold of the boy.
"Surely, Mr Biggs," said Jack, "you are not going to punish that boy
for not coming up without his trousers!"
"Yes, Mr Easy, I am--I must teach him a lesson. We are bound, now that
newfangled ideas are brought into the ship, to uphold the dignity of the
service; and the orders of an officer are not to be delayed ten minutes
and twenty seconds because a boy has no trousers on." Whereupon the
boatswain administered several smart cuts with his rattan upon the boy,
proving that it was quite as well that he had put on his trousers before
he came on deck. "There," said Mr Biggs, "is a lesson for you, you
scamp--and, Mr Easy, it is a lesson for you also," continued the
boatswain, walking away with a most consequential air.
"Murder Irish!" said Mesty--"how him cut caper. De oder day he hawl out
de weather ear-ring, and touch him hat to a midshipman. Sure enough,
make um cat laugh."
The next day, the _Harpy_ was at anchor in Gibraltar Bay; the captain
went on shore, directing the gig to be sent for him before nine o'clock;
after which hour the sally-port is only opened by special permission.
There happened to be a ball given by the officers of the garrison on
that evening, and a polite invitation was sent to the officers of H.M.
sloop _Harpy_. As those who accepted the invitation would be detained
late, it was not possible for them to come off that night. And as their
services were required for the next day, Captain Wilson allowed them to
remain on shore until seven o'clock the next morning, at which hour, as
there was a large party, there would be two boats sent for them.
Mr Asper obtained leave, and asked permission to take our hero with
him; to which Mr Sawbridge consented. Many other officers obtained
leave, and, among others, the boatswain, who, aware that his services
would be in request as soon as the equipment commenced, asked permission
for this evening. And Mr Sawbridge, feeling that he could be better
spared at this than at any other time, consented. Asper and Jack went
to an inn, dined, bespoke beds, and then dressed themselves for the
ball, which was very brilliant, and, from the company of the officers,
very pleasant. Captain Wilson looked on at the commencement, and then
returned on board. Jack behaved with his usual politeness, danced till
two o'clock, and then, as the ball thinned, Asper proposed that they
should retire. Having once more applied to the refreshment-room, they
had procured their hats, and were about to depart, when one of the
officers of the garrison asked Jack if he would like to see a baboon,
which had just been brought down from the rock; and, taking some of the
cakes, they repaired to the court where the animal was chained down to a
small tank. Jack fed the brute till all the cakes were gone, and then,
because he had no more to give him, the baboon flew at Jack, who, in
making his retreat, fell back into the tank, which was about two feet
deep. This was a joke; and having laughed heartily, they wished the
officer good-night, and went to the inn.
Now, what with the number of officers of the _Harpy_ on shore, who had
all put up at the same inn, and other occupants, the landlord was
obliged to put his company into double and treble bedded rooms; but this
was of little consequence. Jack was shown into a doubled-bedded room,
and proceeded to undress; the other was evidently occupied, by the heavy
breathing which saluted Jack's ear.
As Jack undressed, he recollected that his trousers were wet through,
and to dry them he opened the window, hung them out, and then jammed
down the window again upon them, to hold them in their position, after
which he turned in and fell fast asleep. At six o'clock he was called,
as he had requested, and proceeded to dress, but to his astonishment
found the window thrown open and his trousers missing. It was evident
that his partner in the room had thrown the window open during the
night, and that his trousers, having fallen down into the street, had
been walked off with by somebody or another. Jack looked out of the
window once more, and perceived that whoever had thrown open the window
had been unwell during the night. A nice drunken companion I have had,
thought Jack; but what's to be done? And in saying this, he walked up
to the other bed, and perceived that it was tenanted by the boatswain.
Well, thought Jack, as Mr Biggs has thought proper to lose my trousers,
I think I have a right to take his, or at least the wear of them, to go
on board. It was but last night he declared that decency must give way
to duty, and that the orders of a superior officer were to be obeyed,
with or without garments. I know he is obliged to be on board, and now
he shall try how he likes to obey orders in his shirt tails. So
cogitating, Jack took the trousers of the boatswain, who still snored,
although he had been called, and, putting them on, completed the rest of
his dress, and quitted the room. He went to that of Mr Asper, where he
found him just ready, and, having paid the bill--for Asper had forgotten
his purse--they proceeded down to the sally-port, where they found other
officers waiting, sufficient to load the first boat, which shoved off,
and they went on board. As soon as he was down below, Jack hastened to
change his trousers, and, unobserved by any one, threw those belonging
to Mr Biggs on a chair in his cabin, and, having made a confidant of
Mesty, who was delighted, he went on deck, and waited the issue of the
affair.
Before Jack left the hotel, he had told the waiter that there was the
boatswain still fast asleep, and that he must be roused up immediately;
and this injunction was obeyed. The boatswain, who had drunk too much
the night before, and, as Jack had truly imagined, had opened the window
because he was unwell, was wakened up, and, hearing how late it was,
hastened to dress himself. Not finding his trousers, he rang the bell,
supposing that they had been taken down to be brushed, and, in the
meantime, put on everything else, that he might lose no time: the waiter
who answered the bell denied having taken the trousers out of the room,
and poor Mr Biggs was in a sad quandary. What had become of them, he
could not tell: he had no recollection of having gone to bed the night
before; he inquired of the waiter, who said that he knew nothing about
them--that he was very tipsy when he came home, and that when he called
him, he had found the window open, and it appeared that he had been
unwell--he supposed that he had thrown his trousers out of the window.
Time flew, and the boatswain was in despair. "Could they lend him a
pair?"
"He would call his master."
The master of the inn knew very well the difference of rank between
officers, and those whom he could trust and those whom he could not. He
sent up the bill by the waiter, and stated that, for a deposit, the
gentleman might have a pair of trousers. The boatswain felt in his
pockets and remembered that all his money was in his trousers' pocket.
He could not only not leave a deposit, but could not pay his bill. The
landlord was inexorable. It was bad enough to lose his money, but he
could not lose more.
"I shall be tried by a court-martial, by heavens!" exclaimed the
boatswain. "It's not far from the sally-port; I'll make a run for it,
and I can slip into one of the boats and get another pair of trousers
before I report myself as having come on board;" so, making up his mind,
the boatswain took to his heels, and with his check shirt tails
streaming in the wind, ran as hard as he could to where the boat was
waiting to receive him. He was encountered by many, but he only ran the
faster the more they jeered, and, at last, arrived breathless at his
goal, flew down the steps, jumped into the boat, and squatted on the
stern sheets, much to the surprise of the officers and men, who thought
him mad. He stated in a few words that somebody had stolen his trousers
during the night; and as it was already late, the boat shoved off, the
men as well as the officers convulsed with laughter.
"Have any of you a pea-jacket?" inquired the boatswain of the men--but
the weather was so warm that none of them had brought a pea-jacket. The
boatswain looked round; he perceived that the officers were sitting on a
boat-cloak.
"Whose boat-cloak is that?" inquired the boatswain.
"Mine," replied Gascoigne.
"I trust, Mr Gascoigne, you will have the kindness to lend it to me to
go up the side with."
"Indeed I will not," replied Gascoigne, who would sooner have thrown it
overboard and have lost it, than not beheld the anticipated fun;
"recollect I asked you for a fishing-line, when we were becalmed off
Cape St. Vincent, and you sent word that you'd see me damned first. Now
I'll see you the same before you have my boat-cloak."
"Oh, Mr Gascoigne, I'll give you three lines, directly I get on board."
"I dare say you will, but that won't do now. `Tit for tat,' Mr
Boatswain, and hang all favours," replied Gascoigne, who was steering
the boat, having been sent on shore for the others. "In bow--rowed of
all." The boat was laid alongside--the relentless Gascoigne caught up
his boat-cloak as the other officers rose to go on board, and rolling it
up, in spite of the earnest entreaties of Mr Biggs, tossed it into the
main chains to the man who had thrown the stern-fast, and to make the
situation of Mr Biggs still more deplorable, the first lieutenant was
standing looking into the boat, and Captain Wilson walking the quarter
deck.
"Come, Mr Biggs, I expected you off in the first boat," cried Mr
Sawbridge; "be as smart as you please, for the yards are not yet
squared."
"Shall I go ahead in this boat, and square them, sir?"
"That boat, no; let her drop astern, jump up here and lower down the
dinghy. What the devil do you sit there for, Mr Biggs?--you'll oblige
me by showing a little more activity, or, by Jove, you may save yourself
the trouble of asking to go on shore again. Are you sober, sir?"
The last observation decided Mr Biggs. He sprung up from the boat just
as he was, and touched his hat as he passed the first lieutenant.
"Perfectly sober, sir, but I've lost my trousers."
"So it appears, sir," replied Mr Sawbridge, as Mr Biggs stood on the
planeshear of the sloop where the hammock netting divides for an
entrance, with his shirt tails fluttering in the sea breeze; but Mr
Sawbridge could not contain himself any longer; he ran down the ship
ladder which led on the quarter deck, choked with laughter. Mr Biggs
could not descend until after Mr Sawbridge, and the conversation had
attracted the notice of all, and every eye in the ship was on him.
"What's all this?" said Captain Wilson, coming to the gangway.
"Duty before decency," replied Jack, who stood by, enjoying the joke.
Mr Biggs recollected the day before--he cast a furious look at Jack, as
he touched his hat to the captain, and then dived down to the lower
deck.
If anything could add to the indignation of the boatswain, it was to
find that his trousers had come on board before him. He now felt that a
trick had been played him, and also that our hero must have been the
party, but he could prove nothing; he could not say who slept in the
same room, for he was fast asleep when Jack went to bed, and fast asleep
when Jack quitted the room.
The truth of the story soon became known to all the ship, and "duty
before decency" became a by-word. All that the boatswain could do he
did, which was to revenge himself upon the poor boy--and Gascoigne and
Jack never got any fishing-tackle. The boatswain was as obnoxious to
the men as Vigors, and in consequence of Jack's known opinions upon the
rights of man, and his having floored their two greatest enemies, he
became a great favourite with the seamen, and, as all favourites are
honoured by them with a sobriquet, our hero obtained that of _Equality
Jack_.