CHAPTER XXXII.

THE ALABAMA A SHIP OF WAR, AND NOT A PRIVATEER--SKETCH OF THE PERSONNEL OF

THE SHIP--PUTTING THE SHIP IN ORDER FOR SERVICE--SAIL AND STEAM--THE

CHARACTER OF THE SAILOR--THE FIRST BLOW STRUCK AT THE WHALE FISHERY--THE

HABITAT AND HABITS OF THE WHALE--THE FIRST CAPTURE.

The reader has seen in the last chapter, that the _Alabama_ is at length

upon the high seas, as a commissioned ship of war of the Confederate

States, her commission having been signed by Mr. Jefferson Davis, who had

all the _de facto_ right, and much more of the _de jure_ right, to sign

such a commission than John Hancock, who signed Paul Jones' commission.

The _Alabama_ having been built by the Government of the Confederate

States, and commissioned by these States, as a _ship of war_, was, in no

sense of the word, a _privateer_, which is a private armed ship belonging

to individuals, and fitted out for purposes of gain. And yet, throughout

the whole war, and long after the war, when she was not called a "pirate"

by the Northern press, she was called a _privateer_. Even high Government

officials of the enemy so characterized her. Many of the newspapers erred

through ignorance, but this misnomer was sheer malice, and very petty

malice, too, on the part of those of them who were better informed, and on

the part of the Government officials, all of whom, of course, knew better.

Long after they had acknowledged the war, _as a war_, which carried with

it an acknowledgment of the right of the Confederate States to fit out

cruisers, they stultified themselves by calling her "pirate," and

"privateer." They were afraid to speak the truth, in conformity with the

facts, lest the destruction of their property, for which they hoped

ultimately to be paid, should seem to be admitted to have been done under

the sanction of the laws of nations. They could as logically have called

General Robert E. Lee _a bandit_, as myself a _pirate_; but logic was not

the _forte_ of the enemy, either during or since the late war.

Before we commence operations, a glance at the _personnel_ of the ship may

not be uninteresting. If the reader is to embark on the cruise with us, he

will very naturally desire to know something of his future shipmates.

Having made the cruise in the _Sumter_, he is, of course, acquainted with

the officers of that ship, and if, after the fashion of the sailor, he has

formed a liking for any of them, he will naturally be inclined to know

what became of such of them as did not follow me to the _Alabama_. Of the

lieutenants, only one of my old set followed me. Accident separated the

rest from me, very much to my regret, and we afterward played different

_roles_ in the war. The reader has not forgotten Chapman, the second

officer of the _Sumter_, who made such a sensation in Cienfuegos, among

the fair sex, and who slept in such a sweet pair of sheets at the house of

his friend, that he dreamed of them for weeks afterward. Chapman finished

the cruise in the _Sumter_, serving everybody else pretty much as he

served the Cienfuegos people, whenever he chanced to get ashore. He was

always as ready "to tread one measure--take one cup of wine," with a

friend, as to hurl defiance at an enemy. He carried the garrison mess at

Gibraltar by storm. There was no dinner-party without him. He talked war

and strategy with the colonel, fox-hunted with the major, and thrumbed the

light guitar, and sang delightful songs, in company with the young

captains, and lieutenants, beneath the latticed windows of their

lady-loves. It is astonishing, too, the progress he made in learning

Spanish, which was attributable entirely to the lessons he took from some

bright eyes, and musical tongues, in the neighboring village of San Roque,

only a pleasant canter over into Spain, from Gibraltar. Chapman was,

unfortunately, going from London to Nassau, in a blockade runner, while I

was returning from the latter place to Liverpool, preparatory to joining

the _Alabama_. It was thus we missed each other; and the _Alabama_ was on

the wing so soon afterward, that it was impossible for him to catch her.

He served in the _Georgia_, a while, under Captain William Lewis Maury,

and, when that ship was laid up and sold, he returned to the Confederate

States, and rendered gallant and efficient service, in the last days of

the war, in doing what was possible for the defence of Wilmington, against

the overwhelming fleet of Porter.

Stribling, the third of the _Sumter_, was assigned by me to Maffitt's

command, as already related. He died of yellow fever in Mobile, deeply

regretted by the whole service.

Evans, the fourth of the _Sumter_, missed me as Chapman had done, and like

Chapman, he took service on board the _Georgia_, and afterward returned to

the Confederate States. He served in the naval batteries on the James

River, until the evacuation of Richmond.

I took with me to the _Alabama_, as the reader has seen, my old and

well-tried First Lieutenant, Kell. He became the first lieutenant of the

new ship.

Lieutenant Richard F. Armstrong, of Georgia, whom, as the reader will

recollect, I had left at Gibraltar, in charge of the _Sumter_, took

Chapman's place, and became second lieutenant. Armstrong was a young

gentleman of intelligence and character, and had made good progress in his

profession. He was a midshipman at the Naval School, at Annapolis, when

the war broke out. Though still a mere boy, he resigned his appointment

without hesitation, and came South. He had made the cruise with me in the

_Sumter_, and been since promoted.

Midshipman Joseph D. Wilson, of Florida, also an _eleve_ of Annapolis, and

who, like Armstrong, had made the cruise with me in the _Sumter_, and been

promoted, took Stribling's place, and became third lieutenant.

My fourth lieutenant in place of Evans was Mr. Arthur Sinclair, who,

though not bred in the old service, belonged to one of the old naval

families of Virginia, both his father and grandfather having been captains

in the United States Navy. These two young gentlemen were also

intelligent, and for the short time they had been at sea, well informed in

their profession.

[Illustration: Eng'd by H. B. Hall, Jr. N. Y.

Kelly, Piet & Co. Baltimore]

My fifth lieutenant was Mr. John Low, of Georgia, a capital seaman, and

excellent officer.

Galt, my old surgeon, had accompanied me, as the reader has seen, as did

also First Lieutenant Howell, of the marines. Myers, the paymaster of the

_Sumter_, was, unfortunately for me, in prison, in Fort Warren, when the

_Alabama_ was commissioned--the Federal authorities still gloating over

the prize they had made, through the trickery of the Consul at Tangier, of

one of the "pirate's" officers. In his place I was forced to content

myself with a man, as paymaster, who shall be nameless in these pages,

since he afterward, upon being discharged by me, for his worthlessness,

went over to the enemy, and became one of Mr. Adams' hangers-on, and paid

witnesses and spies about Liverpool, and the legation in London. As a

preparatory step to embracing the Yankee cause, he married a mulatto

woman, in Kingston, Jamaica, (though he had a wife living,) whom he

swindled out of what little property she had, and then abandoned. I was

quite amused, when I saw afterward, in the Liverpool and London papers,

that this man, who was devoid of every virtue, and steeped to the lips in

every vice, was giving testimony in the English courts, in the interest of

the nation of "grand moral ideas." This was the only recruit the enemy

ever got from the ranks of my officers.

To complete the circle of the ward-room, I have only to mention Mr. Miles

J. Freeman, the chief engineer of the _Sumter_, who was now filling the

same place on board the _Alabama_, and with whom the reader is already

acquainted; Dr. Llewellyn, an Englishman from Wiltshire, who having come

out in the _Alabama_ as surgeon when she was yet a merchant-ship, had been

retained as assistant surgeon; and Acting Master Bullock, brother of the

captain already named in these pages. My "steerage officers," who are too

numerous to be named individually, were a capital set of young men, as

were the "forward officers." Indeed, with the exception of the black sheep

in the ward-room, with Federal propensities, to whom I have alluded, I had

reason to be satisfied with my officers of all grades.

I must not forget to introduce to the reader one humble individual of the

_Alabama's_ crew. He was my steward, and my household would not be

complete without him. When I was making the passage from Nassau to

Liverpool, in the _Bahama_, I noticed a pale, rather delicate, and

soft-mannered young man, who was acting as steward on board. He was an

obedient, respectful, and attentive major-domo, but, unfortunately, was

rather too much addicted to the use of the wine which he set on the table,

every day, for the guests. Poor Bartelli--I thus designate him, because of

his subsequent sad fate, which the reader will learn in due time--did not

seem to have the power of self-restraint, especially under the treatment

he received, which was not gentle. The captain was rough toward him, and

the poor fellow seemed very much cowed and humbled, trembling when spoken

to harshly. His very forlornness drew me toward him. He was an Italian,

evidently of gentle blood, and as, with the Italians, drinking to

intoxication is not an ineradicable vice, I felt confident that he could

be reformed under proper treatment. And so, when we arrived at Terceira, I

asked Bartelli how he would like to go with me, as steward, on board the

_Alabama_. He seemed to be delighted with the proposal. "There is one

understanding, however," I said to him, "which you and I must have: you

must never touch a drop of liquor, on board the ship, on duty. When you go

on shore, 'on liberty,' if you choose to have a little frolic, that is

your affair, provided, always, you come off sober. Is it a bargain?" "It

is, Captain," said he; "I promise you I will behave myself like a man, if

you will take me with you." The Captain of the _Bahama_ had no objection,

and Bartelli was duly installed as my steward. I found him, as I had

expected, a capital servant. He was faithful, and became attached to me,

and kept his promise, under strong temptation; for there was always in the

cabin-lockers of the _Alabama_ the best of wines and other liquors. He

took care of my linen like a woman, washing it himself when we were at

sea, and sending it to some careful laundress when in port. I shall,

perhaps, astonish a great many husbands and heads of families, when I tell

them, that every shirt-button was always in its place, and that I never

had to call for needle and thread under difficulties! My mess affairs

never gave me the least trouble. My table was always well supplied, and

when guests were expected, I could safely leave the arrangements to

Bartelli; and then it was a pleasure to observe the air, and grace of

manner and speech, with which he would receive my visitors and conduct

them into the cabin. Poor Bartelli!

The day after the _Bahama_ left us was cloudy, and cheerless in aspect,

with a fresh wind and a rough sea. The ship was rolling and tumbling

about, to the discomfort of every one, and confusion still reigned on

board. Below decks everything was dirt and disorder. Nobody had as yet

been berthed or messed, nor had any one been stationed at a gun or a rope.

Spare shot-boxes and other heavy articles were fetching way, and the ship

was leaking considerably through her upper works. She had been put

together with rather green timber, and, having been caulked in England, in

winter, her seams were beginning to gape beneath the ardent heats of a

semi-tropical climate. I needed several days yet, to put things "to

rights," and mould the crew into a little shape. I withdrew, therefore,

under easy sail, from the beaten tracks of commerce; and my first

lieutenant went to work berthing, and messing, and quartering, and

stationing his men. The gun-equipments were completed, and such little

alterations made as were found necessary for the easy and efficient

working of the battery, and the guns were sealed with blank cartridges,

and put in a proper condition for being loaded promptly. We now devoted

several days to the exercise of the crew, as well at general, as division,

quarters. Some few of the guns' crews had served in ships of war before,

and proved capital drill-sergeants for the rest. The consequence was, that

rapid progress was made, and the _Alabama_ was soon in a condition to

plume her wings for her flight. It only remained to caulk our upper works,

and this occupied us but a day or two longer.

I was much gratified to find that my new ship proved to be a fine sailer,

under canvas. This quality was of inestimable advantage to me, as it

enabled me to do most of my work under sail. She carried but an eighteen

days' supply of fuel, and if I had been obliged, because of her dull

sailing qualities, to chase every thing under steam, the reader can see

how I should have been hampered in my movements. I should have been half

my time running into port for fuel. This would have disclosed my

whereabouts so frequently to the enemy, that I should have been constantly

in danger of capture, whereas I could now stretch into the most distant

seas, and chase, capture, and destroy, perfectly independent of steam. I

adopted the plan, therefore, of working under sail, in the very beginning

of my cruise, and practised it unto the end. With the exception of half a

dozen prizes, all my captures were made with my screw hoisted, and my ship

under sail; and with but one exception, as the reader will see hereafter,

I never had occasion to use steam to escape from an enemy.

This keeping of the sea, for three, and four months at a time, had another

great advantage--it enabled me to keep my crew under better drill, and

discipline, and, in every way, better in hand. Nothing demoralizes a crew

so much as frequent visits to port. The sailor is as improvident, and

incapable of self-government as a child. Indeed he is regarded by most

nations as a ward of the state, and that sort of legislation is thrown

around him, which is thrown around a ward in chancery. The moment a ship

drops her anchor in a port, like the imprisoned bird, he begins to beat

the bars of his cage, if he is not permitted to go on shore, and have his

frolic; and when on shore, to carry our simile still further, he is like

the bird let out of the cage. He gives a loose rein to his passions, and

sometimes plunges so deeply into debauchery, that he renders himself unfit

for duty, for days, and sometimes weeks, after he is hunted up and brought

on board by the police, which is most frequently the manner in which his

captain again gets possession of him. Such is the reckless intemperance

into which some of the regular old salts plunge, that I have known them to

go on shore, make their way straight to a sailor-boarding-house, which is

frequently a dance-house, and always a grog-shop, give what money they

have about them to the "landlord," and tell him to keep them drunk as long

as it will last, and when they have had the worth of it in a _good, long,

big_ drunk, to pick them up, and send them off to their ship! The very

d----l is to pay, too, when a lot of drunken sailors is brought on board,

as every first lieutenant knows. Frequently they have to be knocked down,

disarmed of the dangerous sheath-knives which they wear, and confined in

irons until they are sober. When that takes place, Jack comes out of the

"Brig," his place of confinement, very much ashamed of himself; generally

with a blackened eye or two, if not with a broken nose, and looking very

seedy in the way of apparel, as the chances are that he has sold or

exchanged the tidy suit in which he went on shore, for some 'long-shore

toggery, the better to enable him to prolong that delightful drunk of his.

It was quite enough to have such scenes as these repeated once in three or

four months.

When I had put my ship in a tolerable state of defence, and given a little

practice at the guns, to my crew, I turned her head toward her cruising

ground. It so happened that this was not very far off. Following Porter's

example in the Pacific,--I mean the first Porter, the father of the

present Admiral in the Federal Navy,--I resolved to strike a blow at the

enemy's whale-fishery, off the Azores. There is a curious and beautiful

problem--that of Providence feeding the whale--connected with this

fishery, which I doubt not will interest the reader, as it did the writer

of these pages, when it first came under his notice. It is because of that

problem, that the Azores are a whaling station. The food which attracts

the whale to these islands is not produced in their vicinity, but is

carried thither by the currents--the currents of the ocean performing the

same functions for the finny tribe, that the atmosphere does for the

plants. The fishes of the sea, in their kingdom beneath the waters, have

thus their highways and byways, as well as the animals upon the land, and

are always to be found congregated where their great food-bearers, the

currents, make their deposits. Animalculae, infusoria, small fishes, minute

crustacea, and shell-fish found on the algae, or floating sea-weed,

sea-nettles, and other food, are produced in the more calm latitudes,

where the waters are comparatively still, taken up by the currents, and

transported to the more congenial feeding-grounds of the whales, and other

fishes.

Much of this food is produced in the tepid waters of the sea, into which,

it is well known, some descriptions of whales cannot enter. The

equatorial belt of waters surrounding the earth, between the tropics,

whose temperature is generally 80 deg. of Fahrenheit, is as a sea of fire

to the "right" whale. It would be as certain death for this species of

whale to attempt to cross these waters, as for a human being to plunge

into a burning lake. The proof of this is that the "right" whale of the

northern hemisphere is never found in the southern hemisphere, or _e

converso_. It is a separate and distinct species of fish. See how

beneficent, therefore, the arrangement is, by which the food for these

monsters of the deep is transported from the tepid waters, into which they

cannot enter in pursuit of it, to the cooler waters in which they delight

to gambol. The Gulf Stream is the great food-carrier for the extra-tropical

whales of the northern hemisphere. An intelligent sea-captain, writing to

Superintendent Maury of the National Observatory, some years before the

war, informed him, that in the Gulf Stream, off the coast of Florida, he

fell in with "such a school of young sea-nettles, as had never before been

heard of." The sea was literally covered with them for many square leagues.

He likened them, in appearance, to acorns floating on the water, but they

were so thick as completely to cover the sea. He was bound to England, and

was five or six days in sailing through them. In about sixty days

afterward, on his return voyage, he fell in with the same school off the

Azores, and here he was three or four days in passing them again. He

recognized them as the same, for he had never before seen any quite like

them; and on both occasions he frequently hauled up buckets full, and

examined them. In their adventurous voyage of sixty days, during which

they must have been tossed about in several gales of wind, these little

marine animals had grown considerably, and already the whales had begun to

devour them; for the school was now so much diminished in size, that the

captain was enabled to sail through it, in three or four days, instead of

the five or six which it had formerly taken him. We see, thus, that the

fishes of the sea have their seed-time and harvest; that the same

beneficent hand that decks the lilies of the field in garments more superb

than those of Solomon, and feeds the young raven, seeds down the great

equatorial belt of waters for the fishes; and that when the harvest-time

has come, he sends in his reapers and gleaners, the currents, which bind

up the sheaves, and bear them off three thousand miles, to those denizens

of the great deep, which, perhaps, but for this beautiful and beneficent

arrangement, would die of inanition.

The whaling season ends at the Azores about the first of October, when the

first winter gales begin to blow, and the food becomes scarce. The whales

then migrate to other feeding-grounds, and the adventurous whaler follows

them. As we were now, in the first days of September, on board the

_Alabama_, the reader will see, that we had but a few weeks left, in which

to accomplish our purpose of striking a blow at the enemy's whale fishery.

In the afternoon of September 4th, the weather being fine and clear, we

made Pico and Fayal, and reducing sail to topsails, lay off and on during

the night. The next day, the weather being cloudy, and the wind light from

the eastward, we made our first prize, without the excitement of a chase.

A ship having been discovered, lying to, with her foretopsail to the mast,

we made sail for her, hoisting the United States colors, and approached

her within boarding distance, that is to say, within a few hundred yards,

without her moving tack or sheet. She had shown the United States colors

in return, as we approached, and proved to be a whaler, with a huge whale,

which she had recently struck, made fast alongside, and partially hoisted

out of the water by her yard tackles. The surprise was perfect and

complete, although eleven days had elapsed since the _Alabama_ had been

commissioned at a neighboring island, less than a hundred miles off.

The captured ship proved to be the _Ocmulgee_, of Edgartown,

Massachusetts, whose master was a genuine specimen of the Yankee whaling

skipper; long and lean, and as elastic, apparently, as the whalebone he

dealt in. Nothing could exceed the blank stare of astonishment, that sat

on his face, as the change of flags took place on board the _Alabama_. He

had been engaged, up to the last moment, with his men, securing the rich

spoil alongside. The whale was a fine "sperm," and was a "big strike," and

had already been denuded of much of its blubber when we got alongside. He

naturally concluded, he said, when he saw the United States colors at our

peak, that we were one of the new gunboats sent out by Mr. Welles to

protect the whale fishery. It was indeed remarkable, that no protection

should have been given to these men, by their Government. Unlike the ships

of commerce, the whalers are obliged to congregate within small well-known

spaces of ocean and remain there for weeks at a time, whilst the whaling

season lasts. It was the most obvious thing in the world, that these

vessels, thus clustered together, should attract the attention of the

Confederate cruisers, and be struck at. There are not more than half a

dozen principal whaling stations on the entire globe, and a ship, of size

and force, at each, would have been sufficient protection. But the

whalers, like the commerce of the United States generally, were abandoned

to their fate. Mr. Welles did not seem capable of learning by experience

even; for the _Shenandoah_ repeated the successes of the _Alabama_, in the

North Pacific, toward the close of the war. There were Federal steam

gunboats, and an old sailing hulk cruising about in the China seas, but no

one seemed to think of the whalers, until Waddel carried dismay and

consternation among them.

It took us some time to remove the crew of the _Ocmulgee_, consisting of

thirty-seven persons, to the _Alabama_. We also got on board from her some

beef and pork, and small stores, and by the time we had done this, it was

nine o'clock at night; too late to think of burning her, as a bonfire, by

night, would flush the remainder of the game, which I knew to be in the

vicinity; and I had now become too old a hunter to commit such an

indiscretion. With a little management and caution, I might hope to

uncover the birds, no faster than I could bag them. And so, hoisting a

light at the peak of the prize, I permitted her to remain anchored to the

whale, and we lay by her until the next morning, when we burned her; the

smoke of the conflagration being, no doubt, mistaken by vessels at a

distance, for that of some passing steamer.

To those curious in such matters, I may state that a large sperm whale

will yield twenty-five barrels of oil from the head alone. The oil is

found in its liquid state, and is baled out with buckets, from a hole cut

in the top of the head. What can be the uses in the animal economy to

which this immense quantity of oil in the head of the fish is applied?

They are probably twofold. First, it may have some connection with the

sustenance of the animal, in seasons of scarcity of food, and secondly,

and more obviously, it appears to be a provision of nature, designed on

the same principle on which birds are supplied with air-cells in their

bones. The whale, though a very intelligent fish, and with an affection

for its "calf," almost human, has but a small brain, the great cavity of

its skull being filled as described. As the specific gravity of oil is

considerably less than that of water, we can be at no loss to conjecture

why the monster has so bountiful a supply, nor why it is that it carries

the supply in its head. As is well known, the whale is a warm-blooded

mammal, as much so as the cow that roams our pastures, and cannot live by

breathing the water alone. Instead of the gill arrangement of other

fishes, which enables them to extract from the water sufficient air to

vitalize the blood, it has the lungs of the mammal, and needs to breathe

the atmosphere. The oil in the head, acting on the principle of the cork,

enables it to ascend very rapidly, from great depths in the ocean, when it

requires to breathe, or "blow." See how beautiful this oil arrangement is,

too, in another aspect. It enables the monster, when it requires rest, to

lay its head on the softest kind of a pillow, an ocean wave, and sleep as

unconcernedly as the child does upon the bosom of its mother.

On the day after the capture of the _Ocmulgee_, we chased and overhauled a

French ship, bound to Marseilles. After speaking this ship, and telling

her that we were a United States cruiser, we bore away north, half west,

and in a couple of hours made the island of Flores, the westernmost of the

Azores, and a favorite island to be sighted by the whalers, for the

correction of their chronometers. Approaching it just at nightfall, we

shortened sail, and lay off and on during the night. This island is an

exceedingly picturesque object. It rises like a huge mountain from the

depths of the sea, with the bluest and deepest of water all around it. It

is rock-bound, and there is scarcely any part of it, where a ship might

not haul alongside of the rocks, and make fast to the shore. It rises to

the height of a thousand feet and more, and is covered with a luxuriant

vegetation, the substratum of rock being overlaid with a generous soil.

The climate is genial for three-fourths of the year, but almost a

perpetual gale howls over it in winter. At a distance, the island appeared

like an unbroken mountain, but as we approached it, many beautiful

valleys, and gaps in the mountain presented themselves, with the neat

white farm-houses of the lonely dwellers peeping out from beneath the

dense foliage. It was indeed a beautiful scene to look upon, and such was

the air of perfect repose and peace that pervaded it, that a ship of war

seemed out of place, approaching its quiet shores.

The next day, Sunday, dawned beautiful and bright, and the _Alabama_

having approached this semi-tropical island, sufficiently near to inhale

the fragrance of its shrubs and flowers, mustered her crew for the first

time. The reader has now been sufficiently long with us to know, that when

we speak of "muster" on board a ship of war, we do not mean simply the

calling of the roll, but a ceremony of dress and inspection. With clean,

white decks, with the brass and iron work glittering like so many mirrors

in the sun, and with the sails neatly trimmed, and the Confederate States

flag at our peak, we spread our awnings and read the Articles of War to

the crew. A great change had taken place in the appearance of the men,

since I made that stump speech to them which has been described. Their

parti-colored garments had been cast aside, and they were all neatly

arrayed in duck frocks and trousers, well-polished shoes, and straw hats.

There was a visible improvement in their health, too. They had been long

enough out of Liverpool to recover from the effects of their debauches,

and regain their accustomed stamina. This was the first reading of the

Articles of War to them, and it was curious to observe the attention with

which they listened to the reading, occasionally eying each other, as they

were struck by particular portions of them. These Articles, which were

copied from similar Articles, for the "better government of the Navy of

the United States," were quite severe in their denunciations of crime. The

penalty of death frequently occurred in them, and they placed the power of

executing this penalty in the hands of the captain and a court-martial.

Jack had already had a little foretaste of discipline, in the two weeks he

had been on board; the first lieutenant having brought several of them to

the "mast," whence they had been sent into confinement by me, for longer

or shorter intervals, according to the grade of their offences; and he now

began more distinctly to perceive that he had gotten on board a _ship of

war_, instead of the privateer he had supposed the _Alabama_ to be, and

that he would have to toe a pretty straight mark. It is with a disorderly

crew, as with other things, the first blows are the most effective. I had

around me a large staff of excellent officers, who always wore their side

arms, and pistols, when on duty, and from this time onward we never had

any trouble about keeping the most desperate and turbulent characters in

subjection. My code was like that of the Medes and Persians--it was never

relaxed. The moment a man offended, he was seized and confined in irons,

and, if the offence was a grave one, a court-martial was sitting on his

case in less than twenty-four hours. The willing and obedient were treated

with humanity and kindness; the turbulent were jerked down, with a strong

hand, and made submissive to discipline. I was as rigid with the officers

as with the crew, though, of course, in a different way, and, both

officers and men soon learning what was required of them, everything went

on, on board the _Alabama_, after the first few weeks, as smoothly, and

with as little jarring as if she had been a well-constructed and

well-oiled machine.

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