TAMING OF THE SAVAGES.
After a most successful cruise, we returned to our Bellona, and were
received as behoves success, with ever so many rounds of cheers. It was
true that we had sent before us, and now brought in, an awkward lot; but
it is beautiful to see how in a large ship's company, and under a good
commander, mere coaster fellows become true seamen, and even
land-lubbers learn how to walk. Captain Drake Bampfylde did me the
honour of asking my advice, as soon as his own opinion was settled; and
I said no more than "Bay of Biscay," which was his own opinion. Here the
very utmost of a noble sea awaited us, and none of our landsmen had any
heart for fat, or even for lean stuff. We let them go on for a day,
perpetually groaning, and after that we provided for each a gallon of
salt water, and gave it them through the ship's trumpet, until they
entirely ceased from noise.
These prudent measures brought them into such a wholesome state of
mind, that really a child might lead them, as by one of the prophets
mentioned, when I read my Bible. All of our new hands, I mean, except
Hezekiah, and the three wild men.
Unfortunate Master Perkins could not enter into the spirit of our
exertions for his benefit; because his mind was unsettled with knowing
the hardship both of his back and front. For his back was covered with
raw places sitting amiss to the fit of his clothes, while the forward
part of his body became too hollow to yield him comfort. But, strange to
say, his wrath was kindled not against us for these misfortunes, but
against his wife Hepzibah, because she had not predicted them. And for
the greater part of a week, the poor fellow lay in a perfect craze upon
the orlop-deck, while the ship was rolling heavily. Nothing could
persuade him but that he was the prophet Jonah in the belly of the
whale, and he took the stowage of our cables for the whale's intestines.
You could hear him even from the main deck screaming at the top of his
voice, "Wallow not, O whale! O whale! Lord, Thy servant repenteth, only
let not this whale wallow so." So that in spite of all his tricks,
hypocrisy, pride, and gluttony, I could not help taking compassion upon
him, and having a hammock rigged tenderly for him, so that his empty and
helpless body fell into a deep sleep as long as the prophet himself
could have had it. For I never could show myself at Bridgend, if through
my means Hezekiah found the sea his churchyard. On the other hand, the
three wild men took their visitation from a wholly different point of
view. They had never heard either of God or the devil, and could not
believe themselves even worth the interference of either Power. For they
did not believe that their souls were immortal (as I suppose they must
have been), nor were they even aware of possessing anything more than a
body apiece. My own idea of treatment was, that to bring them into
self-respect, we should flog the whole three very soundly, and
handsomely pickle them afterwards; nor could I see any finer method of
curing them of their hairiness. But Captain Bampfylde, who showed the
strangest interest in these savages, would on no account have them
flogged until they gave occasion. He said that their ideas of justice
might be thrown into a crooked line, if the cat-and-nine-tails were
promiscuously administered. Whereas I knew that the only way to make a
man dwell upon justice is to give him a taste of the opposite. He values
the right after this, because he thinks there is none of it left upon
earth.
So for the present these three "Jack Cannibals," as our tars entitled
them, sate apart and messed apart--and a precious mess it was of it.
They soon got over the "Marly Mary," as the Crappos call it; and we
taught them how to chew tobacco, which they did, and swallowed it. Only
their fear of the waves was such that they could not look over the side
of the ship, or even out of a porthole. After a few days we fell in with
pelting showers of hail and sleet, with a bitter gale from the
north-north-west. I saw the beauty of this occasion to show mankind
their need of clothes; therefore I roused up these three poor fellows,
and had them thrown into a salting-tub full of ice-cold water. This made
their teeth chatter bravely, and then we started them up the rigging,
with a taste of rope's end after them. They ran up the ratlines faster
than even our very best hands could follow them, because of the power
still left in their feet, through never having owned a shoemaker; but in
the main-top they pulled up, and the wind went shivering through them.
Meanwhile I was sedately mounting (as my rank required now) with a very
old pilot's coat, well worn out, hanging over my left arm.
"Here, Jack!" I cried to the biggest one; "take this, and throw it over
you, to keep your poor bones warm."
The sheaves of the blocks were white with snow (which they always seem
to be first to take), and so were the cleats and the weather side of
topmast and top-gallant-mast. When you see this, you may make up your
mind to have every rope frosted ere morning. Therefore Jack Cannibal
looked at the coat, and around it, as a monkey does.
"Put it on," I cried; "poor fellow! put it on to cover you."
He nodded and laughed, as if I were making some joke which he ought to
understand, and then he threw the warm coat round his body (now quite
blue from cold), but without any perception of sleeves, or skirts, or
anything else, except, as it were, like a bit of thatching. And after
that he helped us to civilise the rest; so that in course of time we had
them in decency far superior to the average show of Scotchmen. And in
about the same course of time, Cannibal Jack, I do assure you, became a
very good seaman, and a wonderfully honest fellow, without any lies in
him. And yet he said things better than the finest lies that could be
told, all coming out of his oddness, and his manner of taking tameness.
And if a roaring sound of laughter came to the ears of an officer (such
as never could be allowed in the discipline of war-time), the officer
always lifted lip, to have a smile accordingly, and said to himself, "I
should like to know what Cannibal Jack has said to them."
The two other naked ones, Dick and Joe--as we christened them out of a
bucket of tar, without meaning any harm to them--never could be entirely
cured of their hereditary shortcomings. We taught them at last to wear
clothes, by keeping a sharp leather strap always handy, against which
their only protection was a good watch coat, or a piece of sailcloth; so
that after a great deal of pleasantry, we set the ship tailor to work
for them. But no possible amount of strap, nor even cat-and-nine-tails
administered by our boatswain's mate (a most noble hand at wielding it),
could prevail upon them to abandon their desire for the property of
their messmates. They even had the arrogance, as their English grew more
fluent, to attempt to reason it out with us.
"Father David," said Cannibal Dick, for they had agreed that now I was
their patron, even as Chowne had been; "you take the Crappo ship, the
enemy you call it, and then you leave them all their goods, not touch
one of anything, and hand back the ship to him."
"Dick, none but a savage would talk such rubbish. We keep the ship, and
all it holds, and put the men in prison."
"There for you now, there for you! And you beat us because we take not a
great ship, but some little thing lying about in a ship, from our
enemies."
"Will you never see things aright, Dick? We are not your enemies, we are
your friends; and to steal things from us is robbery."
"You call it friends to steal us from our place, and people, and warm
dry sands, and put us on this strange great wetness, where no mushrooms
grow, and all we try to eat goes into it. And then you beat us, and
drive us up trees such as we never saw before, and force us to hide in
these dreadful things!"
Here he pointed to his breeches with a gaze of such hopeless misery,
that I felt it would be an unkind thing to press him with further
argument. However, the boy was enough to make up for a far worse lot
than these were. We soaped him most powerfully, to begin with, even up
to the skin of his eyelids, and he made no more objection than a
Christian child might have offered. And after we had scraped him dry
with the rough side of a spencer, he came out bright, I do assure you,
and was such a model figure that we said to one another that he had some
right to go naked. For his skin was now as fair and soft as the opening
out of a water-lily, while his golden curls spread out, like flowers of
the frogbit. Also his shoulders so nicely turned, and the slope of his
sides so clever, with arms and legs of such elegant mould, being thick
and thin in the proper places, and as straight as a well-grown parsnip;
then, again, his ankles clear, and feet of a character never beheld
after any shoemaking.
Our common fellows made so much of this superior little chap, that I was
compelled to interfere, and show my resolution: and this required to be
done with some small sense of how to do it; otherwise the boy might take
the turn of sour grapes with them, and be bullied even more than he had
been petted thitherto. Moreover, all the other boys in the ship were
longing to fight with him, which (as he was the smallest of all, and not
brought up in a Christian manner) would have afforded him no fair play
for his nice short nose, or his soft blue eyes. The little dear was as
brave as a lion, and ready to fight any one of them; and he used to
stand up to my elbow, suing for permission. And now he began to talk so
well, that it was very hard upon him not to be allowed to fight a bit;
according to the natural issue of all honest converse. However, I would
not be persuaded, loving his pretty face as I did; and I fear that he
had unhappy times, through the wickedness of the other boys. Having a
stronger sense of mistake than afforded me any happiness--in the thick
of my rank and comforts--I could not find any ease until everything,
looked at anyhow, and from all bearings contemplated, lay before our
Captain. He thought, enough to look wise; and then, he said that really
I was fit to see to such little things myself. He had heard of a small
boy covered over with a great deal of yellow hair; this should have been
fetched off long ago; and what was the barber kept for? Thus it always
does befall me, to be thrown back, without guidance, on my own
resources. And even Lieutenant Bluett, with whom I next went to hold
counsel, was more inclined to stretch and gape, after a heavy spell on
deck, than to bring his mind to bear upon this child's adventures.
"Send the poor little beggar in," he said, "and let me look at him, if I
can keep my eyes open. Llewellyn, you always did love savages."
"Lieutenant, you would not like me to account you in the number."
"Davy, you might fairly do it, when I come off deck, like this. Send him
in, ere I snooze, old fellow."
This I did; and when the boy entered, shyly putting one hand to his
forelocks (as I had instructed him), a beam of the newly-risen sun broke
in through a bull's eye, and made a golden frame for him. In the middle
of this he looked so innocent and so comely, and at the same time so
well bred, that Master Rodney's sleepy eyes fell open with wonder at
him. This was my doing, of course, entirely. "Soap and discipline" is my
signal to the next generation; and nothing else can counteract all the
heresies around us. Therefore this little boy's cheeks were brighter
than any rose, from towelling; and his beautiful eyes without speck of
dirt; and the top of his head as sweet and curly as a feathering
hyacinth.
When I perceive that I have had the luck to make an impression my rule
is to say nothing at all, but appear to be unaware of it. This rule is
founded on common-sense; and it took me so long to find it out, that it
ought to be worth something. Otherwise, what offence one gives! And not
only that, but consider how seldom the man who succeeds deserves it. Any
modest man, like me, upon any moderate success, is bound to examine
himself, and feel less confidence than he used to have. His success is
enough to prove, according to the ways of the world, that he never can
have deserved it.
This remembrance led me now to abstain from even patting "Harry" (as we
had named this little fellow) on his golden head at all, lest I should
manifest undue pride in a creature of my creation. For such he was,
beyond all mistake; and it would have given me pleasure to back him for
a crown against any boy in our fleet, or any three in the whole French
navy; taking age, of course, and size, into consideration.
"What a fine little fellow!" said Rodney Bluett; "why, he ought to be a
midshipman. I had no idea your savages could turn out such young ones. I
must see what I can do for him, Davy. Only I can't think of anything
now."
Perceiving that I was likely to do more harm than good by pressing the
matter just then, I took little Harry away with me, and found him quite
full of the young lieutenant's brave appearance and kindly smile. In a
word, they were pleased with one another so heartily, and so lastingly,
that it was the luckiest day, perhaps, of poor little Harry's unlucky
career, when I first commended him to the notice of the Honourable
Rodney.
For this latter was now not only a general favourite in the ship, but
also a great power; being our second luff, and twice as active as our
first was. He took the boy under his special care, and taught him all
sorts of ennobling things--how to read, and write, and spell, and clean
boots, and wait at breakfast. So that I felt many qualms sometimes,
quite apart from all narrow methods of regarding anything, and springing
from the simple fear that the child might be spoiled for his station in
life, and fail to become a good seaman.