Many Cargoes Part 24
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"I don't want to do that," was the growling reply. "They've been with me a long time, and they're all good men. Why don't they have a go at you, I wonder?"
"ME?" said the mate, in indignant surprise. "Why, I'm a Seventh Day Baptist! They don't want to waste their time over me. I'm all right."
"You're a pretty Seventh Day Baptist, you are!" replied the skipper.
"Fust I've heard of it."
"You don't understand about such things," said the mate.
"It must be a very easy religion," continued the skipper.
"I don't make a show of it, if that's what you mean," rejoined the other warmly. "I'm one o' them as believe in 'iding my light under a bushel."
"A pint pot'ud do easy," sneered the skipper. "It's more in your line, too."
"Anyway, the men reckernise it," said the mate loftily. "They don't go an' sit in their red jerseys an' hold mothers' meetings over me."
"I'll knock their blessed heads off!" growled the skipper. "I'll learn 'em to insult me!"
"It's all for your own good," said the other. "They mean it kindly.
Well, I wish 'em luck."
With these hardy words he retired, leaving a seething volcano to pace the deck, and think over ways and means of once more reducing his crew to what he considered a fit and proper state of obedience and respect.
The climax was reached at tea-time, when an anonymous hand was thrust beneath the skylight, and a full-bodied tract fluttered wildly down and upset his tea.
"That's the last straw!" he roared, fis.h.i.+ng out the tract and throwing it on the floor. "I'll read them chaps a lesson they won't forget in a hurry, and put a little money in my pocket at the same time. I've got a little plan in my 'ed as come to me quite sudden this afternoon. Come on deck, Bob."
Bob obeyed, grinning, and the skipper, taking the wheel from Sam, sent him for the others.
"Did you ever know me break my word, d.i.c.k?" he inquired abruptly, as they shuffled up.
"Never," said d.i.c.k.
"Cap'n Bowers' word is better than another man's oath," a.s.severated Joe.
"Well," said Captain Bowers, with a wink at the mate, "I'm going to give you chaps a little self-denial week all to yourselves. If you all live on biscuit and water till we get to port, and don't touch nothing else, I'll jine you and become a Salvationist."
"Biscuit and water," said d.i.c.k doubtfully, scratching a beard strong enough to scratch back.
"It wouldn't be right to play with our const.i.tooshuns in that way, sir,"
objected Joe, shaking his head.
"There you are," said Bowers, turning to the mate with a wave of his hand. "They're precious anxious about me so long as it's confined to jawing, and dropping tracts into my tea, but when it comes to a little hards.h.i.+p on their part, see how they back out of it."
"We ain't backing out of it," said d.i.c.k cautiously; "but s'pose we do, how are we to be certain as you'll jine us?"
"You 've got my word for it," said the other, "an' the mate an' cook witness it."
"O' course, you jine the Army for good, sir," said d.i.c.k, still doubtfully.
"O' course."
"Then it's a bargain, sir," said d.i.c.k, beaming; "ain't it, chaps?"
"Ay, ay," said the others, but not beaming quite so much. "Oh, what a joyful day this is!" said the old man. "A Salvation crew an' a Salvation cap'n! We'll have the cook next, bad as he is."
"You'll have biskit an' water," said the cook icily, as they moved off, "an' nothing else, I'll take care."
"They must be uncommon fond o' me," said the skipper meditatively.
"Uncommon fond o' having their own way," growled the mate. "Nice thing you've let yourself in for."
"I know what I 'm about," was the confident reply.
"You ain't going to let them idiots fast for a week an' then break your word?" said the mate in surprise.
"Certainly not," said the other wrathfully; "I'd sooner jine three armies than do that, and you know it."
"They'll keep to the grub, don't you fear," said the mate. "I can't understand how you are going to manage it."
"That's where the brains come in," retorted the skipper, somewhat arrogantly.
"Fust time I've heard of 'em," murmured the mate softly; "but I s'pose you've been using pint pots too."
The skipper glared at him scornfully, but, being unprovided with a retort, forbore to reply, and going below again mixed himself a stiff gla.s.s of grog, and drank success to his scheme.
Three days pa.s.sed, and the men stood firm, and, realising that they were slowly undermining the skipper's convictions, made no effort to carry him by direct a.s.sault. The mate made no attempt to conceal his opinion of his superior's peril, and in gloomy terms strove to put the full horror of his position before him.
"What your missis'll say the first time she sees you prancing up an'
down the road tapping a tambourine, I can't think," said he.
"I shan't have no tambourine," said Captain Bowers cheerfully.
"It'll also be your painful dooty to stand outside your father-in-law's pub and try and persuade customers not to go in," continued Bob. "Nice thing that for a quiet family!"
The skipper smiled knowingly, and, rolling a cigar in his mouth, leaned back in his seat and c.o.c.ked his eye at the skylight.
"Don't you worry, my lad," said he; "don't you worry. I'm in this job, an' I'm coming out on top. When men forget what's due to their betters, and preach to 'em, they've got to be taught what's what. If the wind keeps fair we ought to be home by Sunday night or Monday morning."
The other nodded.
"Now, you keep your eyes open," said the skipper; and, going to his state-room, he returned with three bottles of rum and a corkscrew, all of which, with an air of great mystery, he placed on the table, and then smiled at the mate. The mate smiled too.
"What's this?" inquired the skipper, drawing the cork, and holding a bottle under the other's nose.
"It smells like rum," said the mate, glancing round, possibly for a gla.s.s.
"It's for the men," said the skipper, "but you may take a drop."
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