CHAPTER XI

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, good-will. 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 moreover, 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 anyone 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

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 haul

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 retires. 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 double-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 anyone, 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 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 dead first. Now

I'll just 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 borrowed 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 stem 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

plane shear 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 bye-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 soubriquet, our hero obtained that of Equality

Jack.

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