CHAPTER XIII.

SAILORS' PETS.

A dog is the most obvious and natural pet for a gentleman; but still,

a dog, with all his familiarity, is a selfish sort of companion, for

he generally bestows his whole sociability either upon his master, or

his master's servant who feeds him, or upon his master's friend who

accompanies him to the fields. To all others he is not only cold, but

often surly and impertinent. This, indeed, would matter little, if

there were not unfortunately a proverb extant, which has led perhaps

to more squabbles, duels, and other uncharitableness, than most other

causes of dispute. This pugnacious proverb, "Love me, love my dog,"

being interpreted, signifies, "If you kick my dog, I kick you." Then

follows, if not the kick, words which hurt honour quite as much, and

in the end too often draw away the life-blood of warriors who, but

for some mangy cur, might have fought themselves into companionship in

public usefulness and fame with "Duncan, Howe, or Jarvis."

No dog, therefore, can ever become a very general favourite of the

crew; for it is so completely his nature to be exclusive in his

regards, that were a whole pack of hounds on board, they would not be

enough, nor afford a tenth part of the amusement which a single monkey

serves out to a ship's company. I take good care, accordingly, never

to be without one in any ship I command, on the sheer principle of

keeping the men employed, in a good humoured way, when they chance to

have no specific duty to attend to. It must be recollected that we are

often exposed to long periods of inaction, during which mischief is

very apt to be brewed amongst the people.

But if a good monkey be allowed to run about the ship, I defy any one

to continue long in a bad humour. Jacko is an overmatch for the demon

of idleness, at least if light hearts and innocent diversions be

weapons against which he cannot long contend. Be this as it may, I

make a rule of entering a monkey as speedily as possible after

hoisting my pendant; and if a reform takes place in the table of

ratings, I would recommend a corner for the "ship's monkey," which

should be borne on the books for "full allowance of victuals,"

excepting only the grog; for I have observed that a small quantity of

tipple very soon upsets him; and although there are few things in

nature more ridiculous than a monkey half-seas over, yet the reasons

against permitting such pranks are obvious and numerous.

When Lord Melville, then First Lord of the Admiralty, to my great

surprise and delight, put into my hands a commission for a ship going

to the South American station, a quarter of the world I had long

desired to visit, my first thought was, "Where now shall I manage to

find a merry rascal of a monkey?" Of course, I did not give audible

expression to this thought in the First Lord's room; but, on coming

down-stairs, I had a talk about it in the hall with my friend, the

late Mr. Nutland, the porter, who laughed, and said,--

"Why, sir, you may buy a wilderness of monkeys at Exeter 'Change."

"True! true!" and off I hurried in a Hackney coach. Mr. Cross, not

only agreed to spare me one of his choicest and funniest animals, but

readily offered his help to convey him to the ship. "Lord, sir!" said

he, "there is not an animal in the whole world so wild or fierce that

we can't carry about as innocent as a lamb; only trust to me, sir, and

your monkey shall be delivered on board your ship in Portsmouth

Harbour as safely as if he were your best chronometer going down by

mail in charge of the master." Accordingly he was in a famous

condition for his breakfast next morning, when the waterman ferried

him off from Common Hard to the hulk, on board which the officers had

just assembled. As the ship had been only two or three days in

commission, few seamen had as yet entered; but shortly afterwards they

came on board in sufficient numbers; and I have sometimes ascribed the

facility with which we got the ship manned, not a little to the

attractive agency of the diverting vagabond, recently come from town,

the fame of whose tricks soon extended over Portsea; such as catching

hold of the end of the sail-maker's ball of twine, and paying the

whole overboard, hand over hand, from a secure station in the rigging;

or stealing the boatswain's silver call, and letting it drop from the

end of the cat-head; or his getting into one of the cabin ports and

tearing up the captain's letters, a trick at which even the stately

skipper can only laugh.

One of our monkey's grand amusements was to watch some one arranging

his clothes bag. After the stowage was completed, and everything put

carefully away, he would steal round, untie the strings, and having

opened the mouth of the bag draw forth in succession every article of

dress, first smell it, then turn it over and over, and lastly fling it

away on the wet deck. It was amusing enough to observe, that all the

while he was committing any piece of mischief he appeared not only to

be under the fullest consciousness of guilt, but living in the perfect

certainty that he was earning a good sound drubbing for his pains.

Still the pleasure of doing wrong was so strong and habitual within

him, that he seemed utterly incapable of resisting the temptation.

While thus occupied, and alternately chattering with terror, and

screaming with delight, till the enraged owner of the property burst

in upon him, hardly more angry with Jacko than with his malicious

messmates, who, instead of preventing, had rather encouraged the

pillage.

All this was innocent, however, compared to the tricks which the

blue-jackets taught him to play upon the jolly marines. How they set

about this laudable piece of instruction, I know not; but the

antipathy which they established in Jacko's breast against the red

coats was something far beyond ordinary prejudice, and in its

consequences partook more of the interminable war between cat and dog.

At first he merely chattered, or grinned contemptuously at them; or,

at worst, snapped at their heels, soiled their fine pipe-clayed

trousers, or pulled the cartridges out of their cartouch-boxes, and

scattered the powder over the decks; feats for which his rump was

sure to smart under the ratan of the indignant sergeant, to whom the

"party" made their complaint. Upon these occasions the sailors laughed

so heartily at their friend Jacko, as he placed his hands behind him,

and, in an agony of rage and pain, rubbed the seat of honour tingling

under the sergeant's chastisement, that if he could only have reasoned

the matter, he would soon have distrusted this offensive but not

defensive alliance with the Johnnies against the Jollies. Sometimes,

indeed, he appeared to be quite sensible of his absurd position, caned

by his enemy, and ridiculed by his friends, in whose cause he was

suffering. On these occasions, he often made a run, open-mouthed, at

the sailors; in return for which mutinous proceeding he was sure to

get a smart rap over the nose from his own party, which more than

counterpoised the anguish at the other extremity of his person, giving

ludicrous occupation to both his hands, and redoubling the shouts of

laughter at his expense. In short, poor St. Jago literally got what is

currently called monkey's allowance, viz. "more kicks than halfpence."

In process of time, as Mr. Monkey, by dint of that bitter monitor,

experience, gained higher knowledge in the art of marine warfare and

ship diplomacy, he became much more formidable in his attacks on the

"corps," and generally contrived to keep himself well beyond the reach

of the sergeant's merciless ratan. One of the favourite pranks of the

sailors was to place him near the break of the forecastle, with a

handspike, taken from the bow-chaser gun, in his paws. It was quite as

much as he could carry, and far more than he could use as a missile

against the royals; but he was soon instructed in a method of

employing it, which always grievously annoyed the enemy.

Theoretically, I presume poor Jacko knew no more of the laws of

gravitation, than his friends, the seamen, did of centrifugal action,

when swinging round the hand-lead to gain soundings, by pitching it

far forward into the water; but both the monkey and his wicked

associates knew very well, that if a handspike were held across the

top of the forecastle ladder, and let go when a person was about

half-way down it, the heels of the said individual would be sure to

bring up, or stop the bar. The unhappy marine, therefore, who happened

to be descending the steps when Jacko let his handspike fall,

generally got the skin taken off his heels, or his instep, according

as his rear or his front was turned towards the foe. The instant Jacko

let go his hold, and the law of gravitation began to act, so that the

handspike was heard to rattle down the ladder, off he jumped to the

bow of the barge, overlooking the spot, and there sat, with his neck

stretched out, his eyes starting from his head, and his lips drawn

back, till his teeth, displayed from ear to ear, rapped against one

another like a pair of castanets in a bolero, under the influence of

the most ecstatic alarm, curiously mixed up with the joy of complete

success. The poor wounded Gulpin, in the mean time, rubbed his ankles

as he fired off a volley of imprecations, the only effect of which was

to increase the number of his audience, grinning and laughing in

chorus with the terrified mischief-monger.

I remember seeing a marine, of more than usual activity, and who had

before been served this trick, catch hold of the end of the weather

middle stay-sail sheet, hanging from the booms, and, before Jacko

knew what he was about, succeed in giving him such a cut across his

sconce as the animal never forgot or forgave. Next morning the monkey

stowed himself away behind the pumps, till the same marine passed; he

then sprung out, and laid hold of him by the calf of the leg; and, in

spite of sundry kicks and cuffs, never once relaxed his jaws till the

teeth met amongst what the loblolly boy, in the pride of his

anatomical knowledge, called the "gastrocnemii muscles" of his enemy's

leg. The cries of "murder!" from the soldier, brought the marines and

many of the sailors under the half-deck to the poor fellow's rescue;

while the author of the mischief scuttled off among the men's feet,

chattering and screaming all the way. He was not again seen during two

or three days; at the end of which, as the wounded "troop" was not

much hurt, a sort of truce was proclaimed between the red and the blue

factions of the ship. Doubtless the armistice was all the better kept

in consequence of some tolerably intelligible hints from the higher

powers, that the peace of the ship was no longer to be invaded to make

sport for those who were evidently more idle than they ought to be,

and for whom, therefore, a little additional work might possibly be

found.

Old Jacko, however, like one of the weaker states of Europe, whose

fate and fortunes are settled by the protocols of the surrounding

political giants, was no party to these treaties; and having once

tasted the joys of revenge, he could not keep his teeth quiet, but

must needs have another bite. Upon this occasion, however, he kept

clear of the corps, and attacked one of his oldest and dearest

friends, no less a personage than the captain of the foretop. It was

in warm weather, and the men, as usual, were dining on the main-deck;

the grog had been served out, and the happy Johnnies were just

beginning to sip their darling beverage, when Mr. Mischief,

incessantly occupied in his vocation of wrong doing, and utterly

incapable of resisting any good opening to get himself into a scrape,

saw the grog-kid of the captain of the top's mess standing by the

fore-hatchway. So he paced round, as if seeking for a bit of bread,

but all the while keeping his face turned just so far from the fated

grog-vessel that no one suspected his design. On reaching the spot his

heart began to fail him, but not his wickedness; indeed, his was the

very beau ideal of that character described in the satire of Junius,

which, "without courage enough to resist doing a bad action, has yet

virtue enough to be ashamed of it." Whether or not these mixed motives

influenced old Jacko, I cannot pretend to say; but there he sat

chattering, screaming, and trembling, as if the sergeant's cane had

been within an inch of his hide.

"What ails you, my dear Mr. St. James?" said the captain of the top,

playfully addressing the monkey. "What are you afraid of? Nobody is

going to hurt you; we are all sailors and friends here, man. Not a

marine within hail of you!"

At this stage of the colloquy the sly rogue having mustered all his

energies, fairly grasped the grog-kid in his arms, and, making a clean

spring from the deck, placed himself, at the first bound, beyond the

reach of the horror-stricken seaman. This exploit was not so adroitly

performed as it might have been if Jacko had been less agitated, and

one-half of the delicious nectar in the sailor's cup was jerked out.

"You bloody thundering rascal of a monkey!" bellowed the astounded

topman; "let go the kid, or I'll shy this knife at your head!"

The threat was no sooner uttered than executed; for the sailor,

without waiting to see the effect of his summons, threw the knife; and

had not his saintship ducked his head, there would have been an end of

monkey tricks for that cruise. As the glittering steel passed before

the wicked scamp's eyes, the flash deprived him of all recollection of

the mischief in hand: with a loud yell he leaped on the booms, and in

his terror let the prize slip from his grasp. It fell on the cooming

of the hatchway, hung for one instant, and then dashed right down into

the fore-cockpit, to the infinite astonishment of the boatswain's

yeoman, a thirsty soul, and familiar with drink in all its shapes, but

who declared he never before had tried grog in a shower-bath.

Up started the enraged party of seamen on their feet. "All hands catch

monkey!" was the cry; and in ten seconds the whole crew, including the

cook with his ladle, and his mate with the tormentors in his hand,

were seen scrambling on deck. Jacko scampered like lightning up the

main-stay, and reached the top before any of the men, who had mounted

the rigging, were half-a-dozen ratlines above the hammocks. The

officers rushed to the quarter-deck, naturally fancying from the

bustling sounds that a man was overboard; but they were soon

undeceived by the shouts of laughter which resounded from every part

of the ship, low and aloft.

For a few moments Jacko sat on the main-cap, chattering at such a rate

that, had it been dark, one of the men said, you could have seen the

sparks of fire from his teeth. I do not quite believe this; but

certainly I never witnessed such an expression of fear. A dozen men

were soon pouring into the top, while two others were stealing up the

stay, and four or five had got into the topmast-shrouds, to cut off

his retreat in that direction; finally, an active fellow leaped from

the rigging to the topmast, and sliding down the well-greased spar,

almost plumped on the devoted head of this master of the revels. It

was now absolutely necessary for Jacko to do something; so he made a

clear run down the main lift to the lower yard-arm. The gunner's mate

foreseeing this manoeuvre, had sprung to guard his department, and had

already lain out as far as the inner boom iron, with a gasket in his

hand, and quite certain of catching the chase. Not a bit! "A gunner's

mate catch a monkey!" The fable of the Tortoise and the Hare affords

but a feeble simile to characterize such a match; and before old

Hard-a-weather and his gasket had reached the yard-arm, our nimble

Mona had trotted half-way up the leach of the topsail, and was seated

as familiarly on the bridle of the maintop-bowline, as if he had been

perched on the feathery branch of a cocoa-nut tree, enjoying the sea

breeze, in his native island, amongst the beautiful Cape de Verdes.

The sailors were now fairly baffled, and still more so when the expert

rogue chose to climb a little higher, and then to walk deliberately

along the standing part of the main-topsail brace to the mizen-topmast

head; whence, as if to divert himself, or force his pursuers to mingle

admiration with their rage, he made a flying leap downwards to the

peak haulyards, scampering along the single part till he reached the

end of the gaff. There he sat laughing at a hundred and fifty men and

boys, employed in the vain attempt to catch one monkey!

Sailors are certainly not men to give up a pursuit lightly; but after

an hour of as hard labour as I ever witnessed, they were all obliged

to relinquish the chase from sheer fatigue, and poor Jacko was

pardoned by acclamation. The captain of the foretop, however, a couple

of days afterwards, more out of fun than from any ill-will on the old

grog score, gave the monkey's ear a pinch, upon which the animal

snapped at his thumb, and bit it so seriously that the man was obliged

to apply to the doctor. When this was reported to me by the surgeon, I

began to think my four-footed friend was either getting rather too

much licence, or that too many liberties were taken with him, so I

gave orders that in future he should be let alone. Nevertheless, Jacko

contrived to bite two more of the people, one of whom was the

sergeant, the other the midshipmen's boy. These were all wounded in

one day; and when the surgeon came to me next morning, as usual, with

the sick-list in his hand, he was rather in dudgeon.

"Really, sir," said he, "this does seem rather too much of the monkey.

Here are no fewer than three persons in my list from bites of this

infernal beast."

"Three!" I exclaimed, and straightway got angry, partly at my own

folly, partly at the perversity of my pet, and also somewhat nettled

by the tone not very unreasonably assumed by the doctor. "Send Black,

the quarter-master, here directly." He soon came.

"Don't you take care of the monkey?" I asked.

"Yes, sir, I do. You gave me charge of him."

"Well! and why don't you prevent his biting the people?"

"I can't prevent him, sir."

"No! Then throw him overboard!" I cried--"over with him at once! There

he stands, in charge of the corporal and two marines; pitch him right

over the lee-gangway. I will not have the ship's company killed and

wounded at this rate. Over with him, I say!"

The quarter-master moved off to the lee-gangway, and took the

terrified animal in his arms; while, on its part, the poor creature

seemed conscious of its approaching fate, and spread out its arms over

the seaman's bare breast, as if to supplicate his mercy. The old

sailor, who looked mightily as if he were going to melt upon the

occasion, cast a petitioning glance to windward every now and then

from under the edge of his straw hat, as I paced up and down the deck,

still fuming away at the doctor's demi-official reproach. As I saw the

fellow wished to say something, I at length asked him whether he had

any proposal to make respecting his wicked and troublesome pet. The

old man's face brightened up with this prospect of a respite for his

favourite; and, after humming and hawing for a minute, he said,--

"It is all owing to these two great teeth, sir; if they were out, he

would be as harmless as any lamb."

"I tell you what it is," I replied, catching at this suggestion, "I

positively will not have the whole ship's company driven one after

another into the sick list by your confounded monkey; but if you

choose to draw those wild-boar tusks of his, you may let him live."

Few reprieves were ever hailed at the foot of the gallows with more

joy by the friends of a felon than this announcement of a commutation

of Mr. St. Jago's sentence was received by his affectionate

companions. Even the marines, though constitutionally predisposed

against him, were glad of the change; and I heard the sentry at the

cabin door say, "I knew the captain had too much regard for the animal

to do him an injury."

Injury, indeed! I question whether poor Jacko thought the alternative

any favour. At all events, his friends seemed grievously puzzled how

to fulfil the conditions of his exemption from a watery grave; for I

could perceive a council of war going on upon the lee side of the main

deck, as to the best method of proceeding in the affair of the tusks.

"Who'll hold the monkey?" said one.

No answer was made to this. It was like the old story of belling the

cat; but there was no Douglas so bold as to try the experiment on

Master Jacko, who at any time was a powerful animal, and would, it was

naturally inferred, make a tenfold effort when his teeth were the

objects of attack.

"Even suppose we could tie the poor unfortunate victim," said the

quarter-master, "who knows how to pull out these great big teeth? We

might break his jaw in the operation."

There was a long pause.

"I dare say," at length cried one of the party, "that the doctor's

mate, who is a good-natured gentleman, would be so kind as to tell us

how we can manage this affair."

A deputation of the monkey's friends was accordingly despatched to

present a humble petition to the surgeon's assistant, praying that he

would be graciously pleased to lend his professional aid in saving the

jaw, and perhaps the life, of one of the most diverting vagabonds in

his Majesty's service.

Fortunately, the assistant medico was not one of those priggish

puppies who, having little professional knowledge to balance their own

inherent stupidity, fancy it necessary to support their dignity by the

agency of etiquettes alone. He was, on the contrary, a young man of

skill, good sense, and right feelings, who cared nothing at all about

his dignity when he could be of any use; or rather, who left it to

take care of itself, without thinking of anything but his business. To

tell the truth, he was so much a lover of his art that he felt

secretly tickled with the idea of a new operation, and experienced on

the occasion that peculiar pleasure, known, it is said, only to the

faculty, when a complicated and difficult case falls into their hands.

He had just mixed a glass of grog, after the day's work was done, and

was eyeing the beverage with that sort of serene anticipation which

the sober certainty of waking bliss is sure to produce, when the

deputation made their appearance, having first sent in the boy, whose

arm was still in a sling from the bite of the monkey.

"Are you in a hurry?" said the doctor, on hearing the novel petition;

for he had nestled himself into the corner of the berth, with one foot

on the bench, the other on the table, and his glass of "half-and-half"

glowing like amber between his eye and the solitary glim of those

profound regions, those diamond mines from which the Hoods and the

Hardys of times past and times present have been drawn up to the very

tip-top of their profession.

"Yes, sir," replied the spokesman of the party. "There is no time to

be lost, for the captain, who is in a great rage, says, if we don't

extricate the monkey's grinders, overboard he goes to a certainty."

"Extricate is not the word, you blockhead; extract, I suppose you

mean. Besides, I fancy it is not his grinders which the captain has

ordered to be removed, but his eye-teeth, or tusks, as they may fairly

be called."

"Well, sir," said the impatient seaman, "just as you please, tushes or

high teeth, if you'll only be kind enough to come and help us out of

this plaguy mess, and save the poor dumb animal's life."

The quick clatter of feet up the ladders gave the signal that the

successful deputation were returning to the anxious party assembled

between the two guns just abaft the gangway-ladder, and nearly abreast

the after-hatchway, and immediate preparations were made for the

operation.

While these preparations were going on, the learned doctor had leisure

to consider the case more attentively; and it occurred to him that it

would be needless cruelty to draw the poor beast's tusks, and

therefore he exchanged that too well-known instrument, the dentist's

key, for a pair of bone-nippers, with which he proposed merely to

break off the points.

"I don't know exactly about that," said the perplexed quarter-master,

when the assistant surgeon explained his views of the matter. "The

captain said to me, 'Draw those wild bear's tushes out of him;' and I

am afraid, if they are only broken, the monkey may still have a chance

for going astern."

"Nonsense, nonsense!" interrupted the judicious doctor. "Can you

suppose the captain wished that anything should he done to the animal

but just enough to prevent his biting the people?"

And, suiting the action to the word, he closed the fatal pincers, and

nipped away the ends of the offending tusks, it is to be hoped without

causing him any great pain. But although poor Jacko probably did not

suffer much, his rage knew no bounds; and no sooner was the canvas

unfolded, than he sprang towards the after-hatchway, and catching the

sergeant's hand in his mouth, closed his jaws with all his force.

Instinctively the soldier's cane was in the air, but a dozen voices

roared out, "He can't bite! He has got no tushes left! Don't hit him!"

And, sure enough, although Mr. St. Jago gnawed and struggled, he could

make no impression on the well-tanned fist of the veteran, but, at

length, slunk off quite abashed, amidst the shouts and laughter of the

crew.

When the ship came to England, and was paid off, I turned over the

monkey to the boatswain, who always remains in the ship, whence he

found his way back to his old haunts in Exeter 'Change, after an

absence of nearly three years; for happening one day, not long after

the ship was paid off, to be in attendance upon a party seeing the

wild beasts, one of the monkeys set up such a chattering in his cage,

that he attracted the attention of the keeper of the establishment.

"That animal seems to know you, sir," said he to me; and upon going

nearer, I discovered my old and mischievous friend grinning with

delight. I must own, indeed, that my heart smote me a little as I

looked at the broken teeth, while the poor fellow held out his paw to

catch my hand, in the spirit of perfect kindness and forgiveness.

A far different fate, I am sorry to record, befell another monkey of

mine, in another ship, and in a very different quarter of the globe. I

was then in command of the Lyra, on the homeward voyage from China,

after the embassy under Lord Amherst had been concluded. We touched on

our way to Calcutta at the Philippine Islands, and, amongst other live

stock, laid in a monkey which had seen the world. He was born, they

assured us, at Teneriffe, bred at Cadiz, and had afterwards made the

voyage across the Pacific Ocean, _viá_ Lima and Acapulco, to Manilla.

Our extensive traveller had made good use of his time and

opportunities, and was destined to see a good deal more of men and

manners, indeed almost to make out the circuit of the globe. This

distinguished monkey had a particular liking for the marines, who

caressed and fed him, and sometimes even ventured to teach him to play

off tricks on Jack, which the sailors promised one day to pay back

with interest on the soldiers. In so diminutive a vessel as a ten-gun

brig, there is but a small party of marines, merely a sergeant's

guard, and no commissioned officer, otherwise I hardly think the

following trick would have been attempted.

One Sunday, while going the formal division rounds, I came to a figure

which at first sight puzzled me not a little. This was no other than

our great traveller, the monkey, rigged out as a marine, and planted

like a sentry on the middle step of the short ladder, which, in

deep-waisted vessels, is placed at the gangway, and reaches from the

deck to the top of the bulwark. The animal was dressed up in a

complete suit of miniature uniform, made chiefly of the coloured

buntin used for flags with sundry bits of red baize purloined from the

carpenters. His regimental cap was constructed out of painted canvas;

and under his lower jaw had been forced a stock of pump-leather, so

stiff in itself, and so tightly drawn back, that his head was rendered

totally immoveable. His chin, and great part of the cheeks, had been

shaved with so much care, that only two small curled mustachios and a

respectable pair of whiskers remained. His hair behind being tied back

tightly into a queue, the poor devil's eyes were almost starting from

his head; while the corners of his mouth being likewise tugged towards

the ears by the hair-dresser's operations, the expression of his

countenance became irresistibly ludicrous. The astonished recruit's

elbows were then brought in contact and fastened behind by a lashing,

passed round and secured to the middle step of the ladder, so that he

could not budge an inch from his position. One of the ship's pistols,

fashioned like a musket, and strapped to his shoulder, was tied to his

left hand, which again had been sewed by the sail-maker to the

waistband of his beautifully pipe-clayed trousers; in short, he was

rigged up as a complete sea-soldier in full uniform.

As the captain and his train approached, the monkey began to tremble

and chatter; but the men, not knowing how their chief might relish the

joke, looked rather grave, while, I own, it cost me no small official

struggle to keep down a laugh. I did succeed, however, and merely

said, in passing, "You should not play these tricks upon travellers;

cast him loose immediately." One of the men pulled his knife from his

breast, and cutting the cord which fastened the poor Spaniard to the

ladder, let him scamper off. Unluckily for the gravity of the

officers, however, and that of the crew, Jacko did not run below, or

jump into one of the boats out of sight, but made straight for his

dear friends the marines, drawn up in line across our little

hurricane-house of a poop. Unconscious of the ridicule he was bringing

on his military patrons, he took up a position in front of the corps,

not unlike a fugleman; and I need hardly say, that even the royals

themselves, provoked though they were, now joined in the laugh which

soon passed along the decks, and was with difficulty suppressed during

the remainder of the muster.

A day or two afterwards, and while the monkey was still puzzled to

think what was the matter with his chin, he happened to observe the

doctor engaged in some chemical process. As his curiosity and desire

for information were just such as ought to characterize a traveller of

his intelligence, he crept gradually from chest to chest, and from bag

to bag, till he arrived within about a yard of Apothecaries' Hall, as

that part of the steerage was named by the midshipmen. Poor Mono's

delight was very great as he observed the process of pill-making,

which he watched attentively while the ingredients were successively

weighed, pounded, and formed into a long roll of paste. All these

proceedings excited his deepest interest. The doctor then took his

spreader, and cut the roll into five pieces, each of which he intended

to divide into a dozen pills. At this stage of the process, some one

called the pharmacopoeist's attention to the hatchway. The instant his

back was turned, the monkey darted on the top of the medicine-chest,

snapped up all the five masses of pill stuff, stowed them hastily

away in his pouch, or bag, at the side of his mouth, scampered on

deck, and leaped into the main rigging, preparatory to a leisurely

feast upon his pilfered treasures.

The doctor's first feeling was that of anger at the abstraction of his

medicines; but in the next instant, recollecting that unless immediate

steps were taken, the poor animal must inevitably be poisoned, he

rushed on deck, without coat or hat, and knife in hand, to the great

surprise and scandal of the officer of the watch.

"Lay hold of the monkey, some of you!" roared the doctor to the

people. "Jump up in the rigging, and try to get out of his pouch a

whole mess of my stuff he has run off with!"

The men only laughed, as they fancied the doctor must be cracked.

"For any sake," cried the good-natured physician, "don't make a joke

of this matter. The monkey has now in his jaws more than a hundred

grains of calomel, and unless you get it from him, he will die to a

certainty!"

Literally, the quantity Jacko had purloined, had it been prescribed,

would have been ordered in these terms:--

Rx Hydrargyri submuriatis, 3ij. (Take of calomel 120 grains!)

This appeal, which was quite intelligible, caused an immediate rush of

the men aloft; but the monkey, after gulping down one of the lumps, or

twenty-four grains, shot upwards to the top, over the rail of which he

displayed his shaven countenance, and, as if in scorn of their

impotent efforts to catch him, plucked another lump from his cheek,

and swallowed it likewise, making four dozen grains to begin with. The

news spread over the ship; and all hands, marines inclusive, most of

whom had never been farther in the rigging than was necessary to hang

up a wet shirt to dry, were seen struggling aloft to rescue the poor

monkey from his sad fate. All their exertions were fruitless; for just

as the captain of the maintop seized him by the tail, at the starboard

royal yard-arm, he was cramming the last batch of calomel down his

throat!

It would give needless pain to describe the effects of swallowing the

whole of this enormous prescription. Every art was resorted to within

our reach in the shape of antidotes, but all in vain. The stomach-pump

was then, unfortunately, not invented. Poor Jacko's sufferings, of

course, were great: first, he lost the use of his limbs, then he

became blind, next paralytic; and, in short, he presented, at the end

of the week, such a dreadful spectacle of pain, distortion, and

rigidity of limb, that I felt absolutely obliged to desire that he

might be released from his misery, by being thrown into the sea. This

was accordingly done when the ship was going along, for the British

Channel, at the rate of seven or eight knots, with a fine fair wind.

Very shortly afterwards it fell calm, and next day the wind drew round

to the eastward. It continued at that point till we were blown fifty

leagues back, and kept at sea so much longer than we had reckoned

upon, that we were obliged to reduce our daily allowance of provisions

and water to a most painfully small quantity. The sailors unanimously

ascribed the whole of our bad luck to the circumstance of the monkey

being thrown overboard.

I had all my nautical life been well aware that a cat ought never to

be so treated; but never knew, till the fate of this poor animal

acquainted me with the fact, that a monkey is included in Jack's

superstition.

In the same vessel, and on the same voyage to China, the sailors had

another pet, of a very singular description; viz. a pig--literally a

grunter: nor do I believe there ever was a favourite more deeply

cherished, or more sincerely lamented after her singular exit. On our

sailing from England, six little sows, of a peculiarly fine breed, had

been laid in by my steward. In the course of the voyage, five of these

fell under the relentless hands of the butcher; but one of the six,

being possessed of a more graceful form than belonged to her sister

swine, and kept as clean as any lap-dog, was permitted to run about

the decks, amongst the goats, sheep, dogs, and monkeys of our little

ark. The occurrence of two or three smart gales of wind off the Cape

of Good Hope, and the unceremonious entrance of sundry large seas,

swept the decks of most of our live stock, excepting only this one

pig, known amongst the crew by the pet name of Jean. During the bad

weather off the Bank of Aguilhas, her sowship was stowed in the launch

on the booms, and never seen, though often enough heard; but when we

hauled up to the northward, and once more entered the trade-winds, on

our course to the Straits of Sunda, by which entrance we proposed to

gain the Java Sea, Miss Jean was again allowed to range about the

decks at large, and right happy she seemed, poor lady, to exchange the

odious confinement of the longboat for the freedom of the open waist.

In warm latitudes, the men, as I have mentioned before, generally

take their meals on deck, and it was Jean's grand amusement, as well

as business, to cruise along amongst the messes, poking her snout into

every bread-bag, and very often she scalded her tongue in the

soup-kids. Occasionally, the sailors, to show the extent of their

regard, amused themselves by pouring a drop of grog down her throat. I

never saw her fairly drunk, however, but twice; upon which occasions,

as was to be expected, she acted pretty much like a human being in the

same hoggish predicament. Whether it was owing to this high feeding,

or to the constant scrubbing which her hide received from sand,

brushes, and holystones, I know not, but she certainly grew and

flourished at a most astonishing rate, and every day waxed more and

more impudent and importunate at the dinner-hour. I saw a good deal of

this familiarity going on, but had no idea of the estimation Jean was

held in, till one day, when we were about half-way across the China

Sea, and all our stock of sheep, fowls, and ducks, was expended, I

said to the steward, "You had better kill the pig, which, if properly

managed, will last till we reach Macao."

The servant stood for some time fumbling with his hair, and shuffling

with his feet, muttering something to himself.

"Don't you hear?" I asked. "Kill the pig; and let us have the fry

to-day; the head with plenty of port wine, as mock-turtle soup,

to-morrow; and get one of the legs roasted for dinner on Saturday."

Off he went; but in half-an-hour returned, on some pretence or other,

when he took occasion to ask,--

"Did you say Jean was to be killed, sir?"

"Jean! Who is Jean?--Oh, now I remember; the pig. Yes, certainly. Why

do you bother and boggle so about killing a pig?"

"The ship's company, sir--"

"Well; what have the ship's company to say to my pig?"

"They are very fond of Jean, sir."

"The devil they are! Well; what then?"

"Why, sir, they would take it as a great kindness if you would not

order her to be killed. She is a great pet, sir, and comes to them

when they call her by name, like a dog. They have taught her not to

venture abaft the mainmast; but if you only call her, you'll see that

what I say is true."

"Indeed! I'll soon try that experiment;" and seized my hat to go on

deck.

"Shall I tell the butcher to hold fast?" asked Capewell.

"Of course!" I exclaimed. "Of course!"

Off shot the steward like an arrow; and I could soon distinguish the

effect of the announcement, by the intermission of those horrible

screams which ever attend the execution of the pig tribe, all which

sounds were instantly terminated on the seizings being cut that tied

poor Jean's legs.

On reaching the quarter-deck, I told what had passed to the officer of

the watch, who questioned its propriety a little, I thought, by the

tone of his answer. I, however, called out "Jean! Jean!" and in a

moment the delighted pig came prancing along. So great, in fact, was

her anxiety to answer the call, as if to show her sense of the

trifling favour I had just conferred upon her, that she dashed towards

us, tripped up the officer's heels, and had I not caught him, he

would have come souse on the deck. Even as it was, he indulged in a

growl, and muttered out,--

"You see, sir, what your yielding to such whims brings upon us."

I said nothing, and only took care in future to caution my friends to

mind their footing when Jean was summoned aft, which, I allow, was

very often; for there was no resisting the exhibition to all strangers

of such a patent pet as this. To the Chinese in particular our comical

favourite became an object of the highest admiration, for the natives

of the celestial empire soon recognized in this happiest of swine the

celebrated breed of their own country. Many a broad hint I got as to

the acceptable nature of such a present, but I was deaf to them all;

for I felt that Jean now belonged more to the ship's company than to

myself, and that there was a sort of obligation upon me neither to eat

her nor to give her away.

Under this tacit guarantee she gained so rapidly in size, fat, and

other accomplishments, that, on our return to China, after visiting

Loo Choo and other islands of the Japan Sea, the gentlemen of the

factory would hardly credit me that this huge monster was the same

animal. In talking of Jean's accomplishments, I must not be understood

to describe her as a learned pig; for she could neither play cards,

solve quadratic equations, nor perform any of those feats which

enchant and astonish the eyes of the citizens of London and elsewhere,

where many dogs and hogs are devoutly believed to be vested with a

degree of intelligence rather above than below the average range of

human intellect. Far from this, honest Jean could do little or nothing

more than eat, drink, sleep, and grunt; in which respects she was

totally unrivalled, and the effect of her proficiency in these

characteristic qualities became daily more manifest. At first, as I

have mentioned, when her name was called from any part of the ship,

she would caper along, and dash impetuously up to the group by whom

she was summoned. But after a time she became so excessively fat and

lazy that it required many a call to get her to move, and the offer of

a slice of pine-apple, or a handful of lychees, or even the delicious

mangosteen, was now hardly enough to make her open her eyes, though in

the early stages of the voyage she had been but too thankful for a

potato, or the skin of an apple. As she advanced in fatness, she lost

altogether the power of walking, and expected the men to bring the

good things of their table to her, instead of allowing her to come for

them.

At the time of Sir Murray Maxwell's attack on the batteries of Canton,

the Lyra, under my command, was lying at Macao, and during our stay

the brig was visited by many of the Chinese authorities. We were also

watched by a fleet of men-of-war junks, and had some reason to suppose

that we might have a brush with them. In that event, I think our worst

chance would have consisted in the enthusiasm with which the Chinese

admiral, captains, and crews, would have fought to have put themselves

in possession of such a prize as Jean.

While things were in this interesting position, I received orders to

get under weigh, and run up the Canton river to Wampoa. Off we set,

escorted by the Chinese fleet of a dozen sail of junks. The wind was

against us, but we soon beat up to the Bogue, and passed, unharmed,

the batteries, which, to use Lord Nelson's expression, Captain

Maxwell had made to look very like a plum-pudding. We had scarcely

anchored at Second Bar, in the midst of the grand fleet of tea ships,

when we were boarded by a host of Chinese mandarins and Hong

merchants, wearing all the variety of buttons by which ranks are

distinguished in that well-classified land. This was not to compliment

us, or to offer us assistance, or even to inquire our business. One

single object seemed to engage all their thoughts and animate the

curiosity of half the province of Quantung. The fame of our fat sow

Jean, in short, had far outrun the speed of the Lyra, and nothing was

heard on every hand but the wondering exclamations of the natives,

screaming out in admiration, "High-yaw! High-yaw!"

We had enough to do to clear the ship at night of these our visitors,

but we were by no means left in solitude; for the Lyra's anchorage was

completely crowded with native boats. The motive of all this attention

on the part of the Chinese was not merely pure admiration of Jean; the

fact is, the acute Chinese, skilled especially in hog's flesh, saw

very well that our pet pig was not long for this world, and knowing

that if she died a natural death, we should no more think of eating

her than one of our own crew; and having guessed also that we had no

intention of "killing her to save her life," they very reasonably

inferred that ere long this glorious _bonne bouche_ would be at their

disposal.

Our men, who soon got wind of this design on the part of the Chinese,

became quite outrageous against Fukee, as the natives are called, and

would hardly permit any visitors to come near their favourite, lest

they should accelerate her inevitable fate by poison. At length poor

dear Jean gave token of approaching dissolution; she could neither

eat, nor drink, nor even grunt; and her breathing was like that of a

broken bellows: in short, she died! Every art was taken to conceal the

melancholy event from the Chinese; but somehow or other it got abroad,

for the other English ships were deserted, and long before sunset a

dense mass of boats, like a floating town, was formed astern and on

both quarters of the Lyra.

The sailors now held a grand consultation as to what was to be done;

and after much discussion, and many neat and appropriate speeches, it

was unanimously resolved that the mortal remains of the great sow now

no more should be deposited in the mud of the river of Canton, in such

a way that the most dexterous and hungry inhabitant of the celestial

empire should not be able to fish her up again.

As soon as it was quite dark, and all the Chinese boats sent, as

usual, beyond the circle limited by the ship's buoys, the defunct

pig's friends set to work to prepare for her obsequies. The chief

object was to guard against the ravenous natives hearing the splash,

as she went overboard; and next, that she should not afterwards float

to the surface. The first point was easily accomplished, as will be

seen presently; but there was a long debate, in whispers, amongst the

men, as to the most expedient plan of keeping the body of their late

pet from once more showing her snout above the stream. At length, it

was suggested by the coxswain of one of the boats which had been sent

during the morning to sound the passage, that as the bed of the river

where the brig lay consisted of a deep layer of mud, it would be a

good thing if Jean's remains could be driven so far into this soft

stratum as to lie below the drags and hooks of the Chinese.

This advice was much applauded, and at once acted upon with that happy

facility of resource which it is the pride of the profession to have

always in store for small as well as for great occasions. The dead sow

was first laid on its back, and then two masses of iron ballast, being

placed one on each side of the cheek, were lashed securely to the neck

and shoulders in such a manner that the ends of the kentlage met

across her nose, and formed, as it was very properly called, an extra

snout for piercing the mud.

When all was ready, the midship carronade was silently dismounted, the

slide unbolted, and the whole removed out of the way. Jean's enormous

corporation being then elevated, by means of capstan bars and

handspikes, was brought on a level with the port-sill. A slip-rope was

next passed between her hind legs, which had been tied together at the

feet; and poor Miss Piggy, being gradually pushed over the ship's

side, was lowered slowly into the water. When fairly under the

surface, and there were no fears of any splash being caused by letting

her go, one end of the rope was cast off, upon which the well-loaded

carcass shot down perpendicularly at such a rate that there could be

no question of its being immersed a fathom deep, at least, in the mud,

and, of course, far beyond the reach of the disappointed Chinese!

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