CHAPTER VI.

AT NEW ORLEANS.

FRANK NORRIS took his way eastward after leaving Westminster. He slept

at a small hotel in the city, and at daybreak walked on to the docks. He

was careless where he went, so that it was out of England; but he was

determined, if possible, to work his passage, so as to leave the sum of

money in his pocket untouched until he got to his destination. He went

on board a number of ships and asked the captains if they wanted hands,

but on his acknowledgment that he had never been at sea, none of them

would ship him for the outward voyage only. At last he paused before a

fine ship, the _Mississippi_; a printed placard on the wharf beside her

mentioned that the well-known and favourite clipper would sail for New

Orleans on that day. He walked on board and went up to the captain, who

was talking to the first mate, while the latter was superintending the

getting of cargo on board.

"Do you want a hand, sir?"

"Well, that depends," the captain said; "I am still two or three hands

short, but they have promised to send me them this morning. Are you a

sailor?"

"No, sir; but I can row and sail an open boat, and am ready to make

myself useful. I want to work my passage out."

"You look an active young fellow," the captain said, "but I don't care

about taking a landsman only for the voyage out; I should have to ship

another hand in your place at New Orleans, and probably have to pay more

wages there than I could get one for here. Still, likely enough, they

may send me down at the last moment two or three hands who know no more

about it than you do, and may not be half so willing to learn as I

should judge you to be. What do you say, Ephraim; shall we take him?"

"He looks a likely sort," the mate said.

"Very well then, it's agreed; you can take off your coat and fall to

work at once; I will send down word to the office that I have shipped

you." Frank stripped off his coat and waistcoat, and stowed them, with

his portmanteau, out of the way, and then set to work with a will, the

whiteness of his shirt, and his general appearance, exciting some

jeering comments among the other men at work; but the activity and

strength which he showed soon astonished and silenced them.

By one o'clock the last bale of cargo was stowed, and the hatches put

on. The landsmen who had been employed went on shore, and Frank went

forward to the forecastle, with the men, to dinner.

"Not the sort of grub you have been accustomed to, lad," one of the men

said.

"I have eaten worse," Frank said carelessly, "and don't care if I never

eat better. How long do you suppose we shall be before we get to New

Orleans?"

"It all depends upon the wind," the sailor answered, "may be a month,

may be three. Are you going to leave us there?"

"Yes," Frank said, "I am only working my passage out."

"It's a roughish place is New Orleans," the sailor said; "the sort of

place where you want to have a knife or pistol ready at hand. Lor', I

have seen some rum doings there; it's a word and a blow, I can tell ye."

"Ah! well," Frank laughed, "I suppose I shall do as well as the rest."

The voice of the mate was now heard calling to all hands to prepare to

cast off. The men had hurried through their dinner, for they knew that

the time allowed them would be short, and began casting off hawsers,

coiling down ropes, and preparing for a start. The bell was ringing, and

the friends of the passengers were saying good-bye. The capstan was

manned, and the vessel moved slowly away from the quay.

Five minutes later she was at the dock gates; these swung open, and the

vessel slowly made her way through them, and was soon in the river.

As the men ran aloft to loosen the sails, Frank placed himself next to

the sailor who had spoken to him at dinner, and followed him up the

shrouds, and, imitating his actions, he was soon out on the yard hauling

away with the others. When the sails were all set he returned below.

"Wall done, youngster," the mate said; "I reckon you are about as spry

for a green hand as any I have come across; I had my eye on you, and

you'll do. You go on like that, and you will make a first-rate hand

afore long."

There was plenty of work to do as they went down the river. The sails

had to be braced round as the wind took them on different sides in the

winding reaches; the decks were sluiced down, to get rid of the first

coat of dirt which they had acquired in the docks; ropes had to be

coiled and tidied up, and the many articles lying loosely about the deck

to be put in their places and lashed in readiness for sea work. The tide

met them just as it was getting dark, and as the wind dropped, and was

not sufficiently strong to carry the ship against it, the anchor was

dropped a few miles below Gravesend.

The men were divided into two watches, but all were told that, with the

exception of two stationed as an anchor watch, they could turn in till

tide turned. Frank threw himself at once into the bunk which had been

allotted to him. He had not closed an eye the night before, and was worn

out by emotion and fatigue, and scarcely had he lain down than he was

sound asleep. He had been placed in the starboard watch, and slept till

he was roughly shaken at four o'clock in the morning.

"Get up, mate, your watch is called."

Frank leapt out and made his way on deck. The vessel had been now three

hours under weigh. She had passed the Nore, whose light shone brightly

over the stern.

"The wind is freshening a bit," one of the men said, "we shall be out

round the Foreland by dinner-time."

The voyage was an uneventful one; Frank escaped the first fight in which

new-comers generally have to take part before they settle down in their

new sphere. He was thoroughly good-tempered, and fully a match for any

of his messmates in chaff, and he soon became a favourite in the

fo'castle. He was always ready to take his share of the work, and was

soon as much at home on the yards as the rest. The change and the

newness of the life were very good for him; he was never alone, and had

no time to think or brood over his troubles, and he was almost sorry

when the end of the voyage approached.

"Not a lively-looking shore," the mate said to him as he leaned against

the bulwark, looking at the low banks of the river a few miles below New

Orleans. "No, even an American may confess that there ain't much beauty

about this river. It's a great river, and a mighty useful one, but it

ain't beautiful. Now, what are you thinking of doing when you get

ashore?"

"I was thinking to begin by getting employment on board a boat of some

sort. What I shall do afterwards of course I do not know; but if I can

earn my living on the water for a few months, till I have time to look

round and see what is best to be done, I shall be well satisfied. I have

got a few pounds, but I don't want to touch them; they will come in

useful if I want to move, or to buy a horse, or anything of that sort."

"You will do," the mate said. "You have shown yourself a right-down

sharp fellow on board this ship, and I expect you will make your way

whatever you try a hand at. I have taken a fancy to you, and should be

glad to do you a good turn if I can. I have been in and out of this port

for some years, and know Orleans pretty tidy, and I can tell you that

there ain't a port on this side of the water or the other where a fellow

can be put out of the way more promptly than here; there are parts of

New Orleans which, I tell you, are a sort of hell on earth.

"There are places you couldn't go into without some one picking a

quarrel with you afore you have been in there two minutes, and a quarrel

here means knives out afore you have time to think. On the other hand,

Orleans is a place where a steady industrious fellow, with his head

screwed on right, has a good chance of getting on. The trade up the

river is immense, and will be far greater than it is now; and there's

pretty well a continent to the west, with openings of all sorts, land

and cattle, houses and mining, and trade with Mexico. But I don't see as

you can do better than to follow out your own idea.

"I know a score of men here who own boats trading up the river, and the

first time I go ashore I will take you with me and put you in good

hands. The rate of pay ain't high, for it's looked on as easy work;

still, a few months at it will open your eyes and put you into the ways

of the country, and, once at home, I tell you there's money to be made

on the river, heaps of it, and when it's seen that you are steady, and

willing, and 'cute, you will find plenty who will give you a helping

hand. There's no greater place for loafers than New Orleans, and a chap

who will really work will soon make his mark."

Frank warmly thanked the mate for his offer. The moment the ship cast

anchor off the town a crowd of negroes came on board and unloaded her,

and the crew had comparatively little to do; the three or four

passengers who had come out in her went on shore at once, but it was not

until the third afternoon after her arrival that the mate was able to

leave the ship.

"Now, lad," he said to Frank, "jump into the boat along with me, and I

will see if I can't put you into the groove."

Keeping along the wharves for some distance, the mate presently entered

a small wooden office, telling Frank to wait outside.

On entering he accosted the only occupant of the place, a man of some

forty years of age, who was dressed entirely in white, and was sitting

smoking a huge cigar, with his chair tilted back and his feet on the

table.

"How are you, Ephraim?" he said, as the mate entered. "I saw your ship

had arrived. Had a good voyage?"

"First-class," the mate replied; "not very fast, but quiet and

comfortable," and he took a cigar from an open box on the table and

lighted it. "I haven't come round for a talk with you now, I have only

just come ashore for the first time; but I wanted to speak to you about

a young chap as came out with us. He has worked his passage out, and is

about the smartest young fellow I ever shipped, and has the makings of a

first-class seaman in him, but he doesn't care about stopping at sea.

He's of good family in the old country, as one can easily see. I expect

he has got into some scrape, and has had to make a bolt of it; however,

that's no business of mine. He's as strong as a horse, and as active as

a squirrel; he can handle an oar and sail a boat. I didn't like the

thought of his landing here and getting into bad hands, so I thought I

would come straight to you. He said what he wanted to do was to work on

the river, for a few months at any rate, until he got to know the place.

Now I know you have a dozen tugs and a score of barges, and I thought

you might set him on at once. He would make a good second hand on one of

your large boats. If it's but to oblige me, I wish you would put him on

board one with a sober, steady chap of a decent kind; as soon as he gets

to know the work and the river, I will guarantee that he will be fit to

take charge himself."

"That's easy enough done, Ephraim," the trader replied, "all except

finding the sober and steady decent man to put him under. However, I

will do my best. Have you got him here?"

"Yes, he is outside," Ephraim said; and rising, he went to the door and

called Frank in. "This is the hand I was speaking to you about, Mr.

Willcox."

"Well, young man," the trader said, "I hear you want a berth on board a

tug or flat. Which would you rather have?"

"I would prefer to be on a flat,--at any rate for a time, sir," Frank

said; "I am a pretty good hand at sailing or rowing, but I don't know

anything about steamboats."

"There's not much to learn in that," the trader said; "the work is

simply to keep the decks clean, to help to load and unload at each

landing-place, and to pole off in shallows. However, I will put you on

board a flat. The wages to begin with will be twenty dollars a month and

your keep, if that will suit you."

"That will do, sir, very well," Frank said. "When shall I come to work?"

"If you come here this time to-morrow you can go aboard at once. One of

the flats will go up the first thing in the morning."

"Thank you, sir, I will be here. I am greatly obliged to you, Mr.

Alderson, for your kind recommendation of me."

"I am glad to have put you into a berth," the mate said. "Now I should

recommend you to get on board again soon."

Frank strolled about the wharves for an hour or two, and then went on

board. Before going on shore the following day, the captain gave him a

certificate, saying that he had sailed in the _Mississippi_, and was a

good, willing, and reliable hand.

[Illustration: FRANK'S VISIT TO MR. HIRAM LITTLE'S OFFICE.]

"You may not intend to go to sea again, but if you should, this will get

you a better berth than if you had applied as a landsman. I am very

pleased with your conduct on board the ship, and I am only sorry you are

leaving us. I think it's a pity you don't stick to it, for it is clear

that you are well educated, and would be able to pass as a mate as soon

as you had been the requisite time at sea. However, you can fall back on

that if you don't get on as well as you expect on shore."

The mate said good-bye to him warmly.

"Your employer is one of the very best in the place," said he. "You must

not suppose he is in a small way because you see him in that little

office: he is one of the largest tug and flat owners in New Orleans. He

keeps his eye on his men, and will push you forward if he sees you

deserve it. He has the name of having the best of captains on the river,

and of being one of the best and most liberal of employers. But you must

not expect much in flat life, you will find the men rough as well as the

work."

"I shan't mind that," Frank said cheerfully; "our own bargemen on the

Thames are not the most polished of men."

"And, lad," the mate added, "I should advise you to hand over any money

you may have with you to Mr. Willcox; the less money you have in your

pockets the better. You have no occasion for it on the river, and there

are loafers hanging about at every landing who would think nothing of

knocking a man on the head if they thought he had got fifty dollars in

his pocket."

Frank promised to take his advice, and, with a hearty farewell to the

mate, and a cordial one to his late shipmates, he put his portmanteau

in the boat and was rowed ashore.

"Oh, here you are," Mr. Willcox said, as he entered; "just give a call

to that man you see outside."

Before doing so, Frank handed over his twenty sovereigns to the trader,

asking him to keep them for him, and then went to the door. On a log

close by a tall, gaunt man was sitting smoking a short pipe. Frank asked

him to step in.

"Hiram," the trader said, "this is the young Britisher who is going as

your second hand. I have good accounts of him as a sailor, so you won't

have to teach him that part of the business. Of course he is new to the

river and its ways."

"I will put him through," the man said, "and will teach him as much as I

knows myself if he cares to learn."

"There is no one knows the river better, Hiram; and, as you know, I

would have given you the command of a steamer long ago if you would have

taken it."

"No, sir," the man said emphatically, "not for Hiram Little. I have been

on board a flat all my days, and am not going to be hurried along in one

of them puffing things. They have their uses, I am ready enough to

allow, when the current is swift and the wind light; I am glad enough of

a cast now and then, but to be always in a bustle and flurry is more

than I could stand. Come along, youngster, with your sack; the boat is a

quarter of a mile down."

Taking up his portmanteau, Frank followed his conductor, who with long

strides led the way along the wharf. Not a word was spoken till they

reached the side of the boat. This was not a flat such as now are in

general use, but a large boat some forty feet in length by fourteen

wide, almost flat-bottomed, and capable of carrying a cargo of eight or

ten tons of goods. In the stern was a little cabin some eight feet long

for the captain and his mate. In front was a similar structure for the

four negroes who formed the crew.

She carried one mast, with a large lug-sail. She had four sweeps, but

these were seldom used. When the wind was fair she ran before it, when

it was foul the mast was lowered; if it fell calm when they were coming

down the stream they drifted with it, if when going up, they either

anchored or poled her along in the back waters close inshore, or made

their way up the numerous channels where the stream flowed sluggishly,

or tied on behind a tug if one happened to come along.

Their principal work was to carry up supplies to the various plantations

along the banks, to trade with the villages, and to bring down produce

to New Orleans; for the stopping-places of the steamers were at wide

distances apart, and the number of steamers themselves very small in

comparison with those now afloat on the great river. At times they made

longer journeys, going up as far as St. Louis; but in that case they

were generally, as Frank afterwards learned, towed up the whole

distance.

"Hi! Pete, shove that plank ashore," Hiram shouted, and a negro at once

showed his head above a scuttle in the bow of the boat, and then

emerging, pushed a plank across the fifteen feet of water which

intervened between the flat and the wharf.

"That's your first lesson, young man," Hiram said. "Never on no account

lay your craft close alongside; thar's river thieves at these landings

as would empty half the cargo if you left the boat for ten minutes, if

they could step aboard, and these niggers are always asleep the minute

after you take your eyes off them. So, whether you have got anything

aboard or not, stick to the rule and moor her a bit off the wharf. It's

only the trouble of dropping the grapnel over on the outside in addition

to the hawser ashore, and then there's never no trouble when you get

back and have to report as how you have lost some of the bales. It ain't

as how we carry up many things as would pay for taking; soft goods for

the stores up the river mostly goes by steamer, but them as ain't

hurried, and likes to keep their dollars in their pockets, has their

goods up by flats. I have got ten hogsheads of sugar, twenty-four crates

of hardware, some barrels of molasses, and forty casks of spirits on

board, eighty kegs of nails and a ton or two of rice and flour. We

reckon to go up light, and I don't care to have the flat more nor

half-full, for when the river's low and the wind light the less we have

on board the better. Now Pete, let's have tea as soon as may be."

By this time they had entered the cabin at the stern of the boat. It was

only about five feet high, but was large and roomy, and Frank saw with

pleasure that it was neat and clean, and was an abode infinitely

preferable to the forecastle of the _Mississippi_.

"Now, lad, that's your side, and this is mine; that's your bunk. I am

given to tidy ways, having all my life lived in small places, and I hope

as you will fall into my ways; I keeps the cabin tidy myself, and Pete

never comes aft here except to bring the food and take it away again; I

can't a-bear niggers messing about a place. Victuals of all sorts is

provided. You can do as you like about liquor. I keeps a keg of rum on

board, and I likes my glass at night; if you likes to join me at that

you can pay for half the keg, it has not been broached yet. If you want

to drink more nor two glasses a night, ye had best get in yer own stock;

if ye don't want to touch it at all, just leave it."

Frank said he liked a glass of grog at night, and should be glad to join

in the cask, and that he would do his best to keep his side of the cabin

as tidy as the other. In a few minutes the negro brought in the meal,

which consisted of a steak fried with onions, followed by a large bowl

of oatmeal, with a jug of molasses, and the whole was washed down with

tea.

"The stream does not seem to run very rapidly," Frank said, as he and

his companion, having lit their pipes, sat down on the deck above.

"It varies," Hiram replied; "sometimes it's sluggish, as you see it

here, sometimes it runs like a mill-stream. The art of sailing here is

to know the river; for what with its back currents and its eddies, its

channels behind islands and its sandbanks, one who knows it can manage

to make his way up, while one who didn't know would be drifting backward

instead of getting forward. That's what you have got to learn.

Fortunately the wind generally blows up the stream; when it don't it's a

case of down anchor. There are places where one can hardly get along

unless the wind happens to be unusually strong, and there I generally

get a tow. The boss has got about twenty steamers on the river, so we

don't generally have to wait many hours before one comes along. The tugs

is gradually doing away with sailing boats, and in time there won't be

many of our kind of craft left; but they are useful, you see, for small

places where the steamers don't stop, and for the rivers which run into

the Mississippi."

The next morning at daybreak the sail was hoisted, the hawsers thrown

off from the shore, and the flat made her way up the river. Frank was

surprised to see how fast she sailed, although the wind was but light.

The work was easy, for the wind was steady and they seldom sailed at

night, the wind generally dropping at sundown. They touched at numerous

little settlements, and gradually got rid of the cargo with which they

had started.

Sometimes they left the main river and sailed for many miles by narrow

channels, where the current, for the most part, was almost

imperceptible. They were more than a month from the time they started

before they reached the spot at which they were to take in the cargo for

their return voyage. The flat was then loaded up with grain, which was

put in in bulk and covered with tarpaulin; the boat was now laden down

nearly to the water's edge.

The downward voyage differed widely from that up the river; the sail was

now seldom used, and instead of skirting the shores they kept in

mid-channel, from time to time directing the boat's course by the use of

the sweeps. The moon was nearly full when they started, and they

continued their voyage by night as well as day. Hiram and Frank took it

by turns to be on watch; but the former was seldom down below, except on

the rare occasions when the river was free from shoals.

Frank had by this time learned by the ripples on the water to detect the

shallows, and could direct the course without assistance; but as soon as

the splash of oars was heard on the water, Hiram was sure to appear on

deck, however short the time since he had retired to rest.

"You are seeing the river at its best," he was saying one day. "It is

about half-full now; when the water's low, the channel where we can pass

loaded is often only fifty yards wide, with the water running through it

like a sluice. When the water is in flood there is no fear of shoals,

but you have got to look about, for it is full of floating trees and

logs; when these get stuck we call them snags, and if you were to run on

one of them the chances are it would knock a hole as big as a cask in

her bottom, and down you would go in two or three minutes."

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