CHAPTER XI.

An Arbitrary Prohibition--Card Playing and Checker

Playing--Dancing--Treachery of Mr. Johnson--Some Passengers--A

Comical Character, and a Pugnacious Character--A Beautiful

Bird--Closing the Hatches--A Question of Jurisdiction--The Hatches

Re-opened--A Sudden Transformation--Neglected Duties of the

Chaplain--His Influence with the Captain.

I have spoken of the amusement the passengers have had in making wooden

trinkets from the wood taken on board at Talcahuana. The captain and

first mate have been made the recipients of many of these toys; but

to-day they have issued an order prohibiting any further manufacture of

them. The passengers all remonstrated against the arbitrary order, but

were obliged to submit; for the captain has control of the wood.

One of the principal sources of amusement during the voyage has been

card playing. It has helped many, who had no other occupation or

source of amusement, to pass their time pleasantly; and to others it

has proved an agreeable relaxation. Much mischief has doubtless been

prevented by it, and many a quarrel avoided. I have not heard of an

unpleasant dispute or altercation from card playing since we set sail,

though there are seldom less than six or eight companies engaged in it

during the pleasant weather. Several packs of cards were included in my

outfit, but though I have not, in a single instance, had occasion to

use them myself, they have nevertheless, done good service. Captain J.

has often threatened to break up this wicked amusement, but I think he

has not dared to attempt it. Though very strong in his denunciations

of card playing, there are other games which meet his approbation. He

has himself made a checker-board, and spends many a leisure moment in

playing checkers with Mrs. L----t.

Still another source of amusement with many of the passengers is

dancing. We have two fiddlers on board the ship, and are therefore

well supplied with the necessary music. There is a space between the

two houses covering a few square feet, and another space still smaller

between the forward house and the windlass, where a small number of

persons can crowd through a figure in a dance, and these spaces have

been sometimes used for that purpose. I have attempted to take this

kind of exercise, but in such a circumscribed space and such a rolling

ballroom, I have found the amusement any thing but amusing.

From what I have already recorded of Mr. Johnson, it will be seen that

he has been guilty of some indiscretions (to call them by no harsher

name) that are not very creditable to him as a man or a Christian. I

have now to state a fact, which proves him to be destitute of common

honesty. At his particular request I had lent him several sheets of

my journal, in which were some passages reflecting on the conduct of

Captain J. and the first mate. These passages, he gave me his word,

should not be repeated nor revealed. I heard no more about it for

several days and until last night, when the reverend gentleman came

deliberately to me, and said, that considering all the circumstances of

the case, he felt it his duty, notwithstanding his promise, to repeat

those obnoxious passages to the captain and mate. He asked me if I had

any objection. I replied that it could answer no good purpose; that

he very well knew that the captain had repeatedly threatened me with

personal violence, and this would only serve to increase his rage,

and, perhaps, furnish him with a pretext for putting his threats into

execution; and that I would not consent to the disclosure. To all my

remonstrances he only replied that his duty impelled him to the course

he was about to pursue, and that his conscience would no longer permit

him to remain silent. So he left me to perform his duty and quiet his

conscience by breaking his word and violating his promise, and making a

revelation, which could answer no other purpose than to make mischief,

to increase a personal animosity, which was already bitter enough, to

prolong a quarrel which it should have been his duty as a Christian

minister to allay, and to stir up strife when he should have endeavored

to promote conciliation. "Blessed are the peace-makers."

It will be thought that we have a jumble of strange characters in our

company, and so indeed we have. Perhaps I have occupied too much space

with the bad portion of them. Perhaps, too, I have attached too much

importance to the little scrapes and wrangles, of which I have given

so many accounts. One might suppose that I had treasured up every

quarrel that has occurred during the voyage, and that I delighted in

telling them. But it is not so. I would give a correct impression of

the voyage, its pleasures and pains; and the record of a portion of our

disputes is necessary to this end. But I have omitted more than I have

recorded, and I have related others in the fewest words into which I

could condense them.

In addition to the ladies whose names have appeared in the progress of

this narrative, is Mrs. A. G. B., who is going to join her husband in

Stockton. She is a very quiet, and I believe a religious woman. She

passes a great part of her time in her state-room, and keeps entirely

aloof from all the bickerings that are of such frequent occurrence in

the ladies' cabin. She comes on deck after supper to take the air.

I have occasionally passed an hour very agreeably with her, enjoying

a pleasant sunset and twilight, or talking of friends at home. Her

daughter Mary is a pretty girl of seventeen, who reads French, and has

a variety of accomplishments. Mrs. B. has two sons on board, one a boy,

and the other, a married man, whose wife and daughter, a sprightly

little girl of three years, accompany him.

One of the passengers in the main cabin is a deaf-mute, Elisha

Osgood, a cabinet-maker. He gave our chaplain a mild reproof for his

belligerent propensities a few days since. Learning that Mr. J. had a

revolver, he proposed to buy it. Mr. J. refused to sell it; whereupon

Osgood wrote upon his slate, "You had better sell your revolver, and

buy a bible."

Mr. Gardner, the second mate, is a clever fellow, and is endowed with

much more intelligence than the first mate, and is more popular with

the passengers and crew, though far from being a favorite with the

captain.

There is a quiet good-natured fellow among us, by the name of John F.

Dolliff, who loves sport, and is a practical joker. He is possessed

of kind, humane feelings withal, and I am indebted to him for many a

glass of lemonade, given me in the former part of our voyage, at a

time when I was suffering the most tormenting thirst from seasickness.

Dolliff's voice bears a great resemblance to that of Captain J., which

has given rise to some sport among us. He sometimes orders the stewards

to trim the lamp in the binnacle, calls out to the man at the wheel to

tell him how the ship heads, and gives a variety of orders, which are

generally obeyed. One dark night, after the captain had turned in, he

put on his--the captain's--coat and hat, and walked out. He called to

the mate, asked several questions about the wind and weather, which

were all respectfully answered, and then directed him to reef the

top-sails. This order, absurd enough under the circumstances, was not

given in nautical style, and while the perplexed mate hesitated, some

one who was in the secret laughed, and betrayed the joke.

T. W. Dolliff, a cousin of the above-named, is, or rather was, the

most pugnacious man among us, though he exhibited no indications of

his pugnacity on board the bark. He was said to be pretty well covered

with scars, which he had received in numerous combats. At Talcahuana he

fell in with a bully, who was imbued with a great hatred of Yankees,

and who challenged any and all who were present to fight him. Dolliff

had not had a fight for many months, and was really pining for a little

amusement of that sort. This opportunity to indulge in his favorite

recreation was too good to be lost, and he readily accepted the

challenge. A little space in the room was cleared for the combatants.

They took their places, and after a moment's maneuvering, the fellow

made a pass at Dolliff, which he parried, and at the same instant he

dealt him a blow that laid him sprawling on the floor. The bully got up

and prepared for a second encounter, which ended in the same manner.

Unwilling to yield, he made a third attempt, and a third time he

measured his length upon the floor, when he wisely gave up the contest,

acknowledged the superiority of the Yankee, and treated the company.

Within three weeks Dolliff has been attacked with rheumatic pains

attended with fever, which have laid him up. He has been removed from

the main cabin, where he must have died, had he remained there, and a

berth has been provided for him in our room. Every thing that can be,

is done to make him comfortable; but our ship is badly supplied with

necessaries for the sick. He will, in all probability, have a lingering

illness, and he must be taken to a hospital in San Francisco,

California, of which he has a great dread.

_August 14._ One of our passengers, Mr. Gould, has generously treated

us to a rich pound-cake. His wife made it in Bangor. It was put into a

tin box and soldered up, and on being opened, was found as fresh and

sweet as when first baked.

_August 15._ No religious services to-day. There are many conjectures

as to the cause of this omission of his duty by our chaplain, the most

plausible of which is, his consciousness of the strong disgust which

his recent treachery, falsehood, and attempt at mischief-making have

excited.

We occasionally see a beautiful bird making its flight high above us,

but seldom coming near the ship. Its plumage as seen at a distance is

pure white, its head resembles that of a dove, its neck slender and

delicate, and with a tail composed of two long, pointed, and flowing

white feathers, and wings long and slender, it floats through the air

with a gracefulness peculiar to itself, and excelling that of any other

bird I have seen. This is the Tropic Bird, (_Phæton phoenicurus_.)

The long taper tail feathers have given the sailors a hint for a name,

and they call it "The Marlin-spike."

_August 17._ Crossed the Tropic of Cancer in longitude 127° west. The

mate signalized the day by closing the hatches over the main cabin.

The reason assigned for this act was a quarrel at breakfast between an

Irishman and one of the stewards, which disturbed the mate's repose.

Much excitement prevailed in consequence of this act, and the fifty

men shut up in that "black hole" remonstrated against the injustice

of being punished for a little squabble, in which only two of their

number were engaged. Finding their arguments were of no avail with the

mate, they carried their case to the captain. To their remonstrances

he replied that this case was beyond his control; that he commanded

the after-part of the ship, and the mate the forward part; that this

hatchway, being in the mate's room, was under his sole command; and

that he, the captain, had no more authority to order it to be taken

off, than the mate had to command him on the quarter-deck. All this

appeared very much like nonsense to our land lubbers, who doubted if

the maritime law recognized a division of authority, which seemed to

them so utterly absurd and ridiculous. At this point of the discussion,

Mr. Tyler, one of the passengers, remarked that he had hitherto kept

aloof from all the wrangles we had had, but that he should not remain

quiet under this arbitrary act. He assured the captain that if the

hatches were not removed, there would be a greater row than we had ever

witnessed on board this bark. But neither the captain nor mate would

make any concession, and it was determined by the passengers that they

should have no sleep as long as the cause of their disquiet remained.

There was a prospect of a stormy night between decks, and extensive

preparations were made for a musical concert, which would not have been

very conducive to slumber, when our brave officers, thinking they would

find the contest an unequal one, suddenly and wisely resolved to remove

the hatches, the consequence of which was an immediate restoration of

peace.

_August 22._ A sudden and wonderful transformation has been wrought

in our chaplain. From being very reserved in his intercourse with the

passengers, he has all at once become exceedingly familiar. I have been

surprised within two or three days past to see him engaged in high

frolics with the men, scuffling, knocking off hats, throwing ropes over

the men's heads, running and jumping like a boy over the houses and

decks, and playing a hundred capers and pranks, which have attracted

much attention, and excited not a little ridicule throughout the ship.

The cause of this sudden change in the good parson is so palpable,

that very few do not understand it; and the lost popularity he is so

desirous to win back will scarcely be recovered by this means. His

duties as our chaplain, which have never been arduous, are now wholly

neglected; and well they may be, for very few will listen to him. He

began his labors with us after the first two or three stormy weeks,

with a prayer once a week, besides a sermon on Sundays. These were

well attended, a large majority of our company being present. After

a lapse of several weeks, the week-day prayer was omitted. Then the

Sunday service was suspended for a time in consequence of his fight

with Julia S. He attempted to renew his meetings in the main cabin,

but received a hint that his services would not be acceptable to the

occupants of that part of the ship. However, when warm weather returned

he preached on the house-top, though to very small audiences, until the

perpetration of his treachery with me, which has brought such a load of

odium upon him, that he has not dared to attempt to preach since. He

has proved an artful and dishonest man, and has exercised a pernicious

influence over our weak-minded and ignorant captain, and has been his

counsellor, adviser and supporter in nearly all the quarrels in which

he has been engaged with his passengers. That his influence in this

bark is confined to the captain, a single fact will prove. He some time

since got up a certificate for signatures, the purport of which was to

plaster over Mrs. L----t's conduct. Not a passenger would sign it.

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