It was the mate of the Tycoon2 who spoke3, and who gave this order to Frank and the three sailors in the forecastle, after he had released them from their irons. The officer did not look much as he did the last time Frank saw him. He wore a handkerchief about his head and over his left eye, but it did not wholly conceal4 his face, which was badly swollen5 and discolored. He was in a fair way to remember his meeting with the trapper for some time to come.
During the hour that Frank was confined in the forecastle his mind was exceedingly busy. His companions in trouble civilly answered all the[142] questions he asked them, but did not seem inclined to talk, so Frank had opportunity to think over his situation and try to determine upon some course of action. The first thing he did was to congratulate himself on the fact that none of his companions were with him on the Tycoon. Had Walter, Bab, Archie or any of the rest gone ashore6 with him when he went after his rifle, they would now have been in the same predicament as himself; and according to Frank's way of thinking that would have been a calamity7 indeed. He expected to suffer—his mind was fully8 made up to that,—but he was strong and healthy and better able to endure hardship than any of the young friends he had left on board the Stranger. He had no fears for Dick Lewis. The trapper was as tough as a pine knot—nothing seemed to make any impression on him—and if he could only be induced to keep his temper under control, and pay no attention to the blows and insults he was sure to receive, he would get on well enough. Still he thought more of him than he did of Lucas and Barton, who were sleeping[143] soundly in their bunk9. These two were old sailors and could stand anything. They were not likely to have as easy times as they had had on board the Stranger, but they were accustomed to hard work and hard treatment, and when safe off the Tycoon they would have another story to help while away the lonely hours of the mid10 watch.
Thus it will be seen that Frank was disposed to make the best of his misfortunes, and to look on the bright side of things. But there was one fact that troubled him not a little, and that was, his connection with the Club was severed11. He did not expect to see any of its members again, not even Archie, for years to come. He would be released from the Tycoon some day—just as soon as he could gain the ear of some American consul12 for a moment—but he would not know which way to turn to find the Stranger, and so would have nothing left him but to make the best of his way back to Lawrence. That would be a great disappointment to him. He had anticipated much pleasure from his visit to foreign countries, and it was hard to[144] abandon the voyage, just as his expectations were about to be realized, and go back to the monotonous13, hum-drum routine of village life. But as there was no help for it, it was useless to repine, Frank told himself. He would do his duty as well as he could while he remained on board the Tycoon, but he was under no obligations to stay with her any longer than he was compelled to do so; and the first time she dropped anchor in port there would be one of her crew missing, unless the officers took the precaution to deprive him of his liberty.
While Frank was meditating14 in this way the mate came into the forecastle, and after taking off his irons, ordered him on deck. Ascending15 the ladder he found a small crew engaged in setting things to rights. The third mate, who met him as he came up, put him to work with the rest, and for the next hour Frank was kept so busy that he did not have time to see much of his surroundings. He took a look around now and then for Dick Lewis, and wondered what sort of work the clumsy trapper would make in doing sailor's duty.
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"Was you looking for your pardner, sir?" asked a seaman16 who was busy at his side. (The "sir" came out almost involuntarily, as if the man instinctively17 felt that Frank was in some way entitled to that show of respect.)
"Yes; I was looking for that tall, broad-shouldered man in buckskin who came aboard with me."
"Well, sir, he's gone!"
"Gone! Where?"
"I don't know, for he can't be found alow nor aloft. He must have jumped overboard."
"O, I hope not!" said Frank anxiously.
"If he has, it is all right, sir, because he'd a done it sooner or later. I'll not stay aboard here much longer, unless there's a great change for the better. Things couldn't be worse."
"Don't do anything desperate," said Frank. "It won't pay. But what made this man of whom we were speaking jump overboard?"
"I don't know, sir. I was busy when he came up. The first thing I knew there was a rumpus; the cap'n and two of the mates were laid out as[146] flat as slap-jacks, and the man hasn't been seen since."
"Were we far from shore?"
"Only about three or four miles."
"O, then it is all right. Dick is safe. He can swim double that distance."
"Well, I can't; but I wish I could have gone with him. I've seen two men go overboard since I've been on this craft, and if I was with 'em now among the sharks, my troubles would all be over."
Here was direct confirmation18 of the story the deserter had told on board the Stranger. Frank drew a long breath, and from that moment a settled determination took possession of him.
The work was all done at last, the watches told off and one of them ordered below. The one to which Frank belonged remained on deck to handle the ship, which was making long boards to gain an offing. Two or three times every hour they were called upon to trim the sails as the ship changed her course and stood off on another tack19, and the rest of the time the crew lounged about the windlass.[147] But there was none of that story-telling in which the crew of the Stranger engaged on such occasions, to make the time hang less heavily on their hands. The men sat sullen20 and silent, and as they were no company for Frank, he strolled aft to make an inspection21 of the craft which was likely to be his home for long weeks and perhaps months to come. She was different from other ships he had seen only in the number of boats she carried at her davits, and in her try-works, which were fitted up amidships. These were built of masonry22, contained three large kettles, and were so constructed that a body of water could be kept under the furnace to prevent the fire from burning the deck.
Having seen all he cared to see, Frank went forward again, and leaning over the windlass thought of the friends he was fast leaving behind him and of the trapper. He hoped from the bottom of his heart that Dick had jumped overboard. If such was the case he had saved himself many an hour of suffering, and had placed himself in no danger. It was but a short distance to the shore for such a[148] swimmer as he knew the trapper to be, and besides there were vessels23 constantly passing in and out of the harbor, so that on a calm night like that he had only to call for help to get it. The trapper had learned enough from the three men in the forecastle, if he could only remember it, to put Uncle Dick Gaylord on the track of the Tycoon, and perhaps matters might not turn out so badly after all. If the Stranger followed the Tycoon to Japan, his release would certainly be effected; but how would he fare in the meantime? He wished that some discontented boy who had read yellow-covered novels until he had become thoroughly25 disgusted with home and all its surroundings, and sighed for the wild, free, romantic life of a sailor, could be in his place just then.
A short time before Frank's watch on deck was ended, he heard a rustling26 in one of the bunks27 below, and looking into the forecastle saw that the boatswain's mate, having come to his senses, was sitting up and staring about him in great bewilderment. The old-sea dog did not know where he was,[149] but he quickly became aware that he was aboard some craft that was in motion, and catching28 up his cap he sprang out of his bunk and ran up the ladder. At the top he found Frank, whom he recognised at once.
"Where are we, cap'n?" he exclaimed; "and how long have we been under way?"
The sailors belonging to the Stranger's crew were pretty well acquainted with the history of their captain and his passengers. They conceived a great respect for Frank when they learned that he had been all through the late war, and that he had, by his own unaided efforts, worked his way from the forecastle to the quarter-deck, and falling into Uncle Dick's habit, they invariably addressed him by his old naval29 title, and were as careful to salute30 him whenever they passed him as they were to salute their commander.
Before Frank had time to reply, the boatswain's mate had glanced about the deck of the whaler, and some faint suspicions seemed to creep into his mind. "This ain't the Stranger, cap'n!" said he.
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"Who are you talking to?" demanded the first mate, who just then came forward.
"I was speaking to Cap'n Nelson, sir," was the reply.
"Who is he? Where is he?" asked the mate, roughly.
"There he stands, sir."
"Well, you just drop all that," said the officer, who was plainly very much surprised, "and hereafter bear in mind that there is only one captain aboard this ship and only one first mate. Get on deck, here. You belong to this watch!"
"Ay, ay, sir," replied Lucas. "Now here's a lubberly go, cap'n," he added in a low tone, as the mate went aft out of earshot.
"Be careful," said Frank, quickly. "Remember the mate's order and drop that title and all others when you speak to me. Just recollect31 that I occupy a lower position aboard this craft than you do, for you are an able seaman and I am not."
"But what craft is this and what's happened us?"[151] asked the boatswain's mate, earnestly—"shanghaied?"
"Yes, and this ship is the Tycoon."
"I knew it," said the old sailor, striking his open palm with his clenched32 hand. "Serves me right."
"I don't know how you came here. Perhaps you can tell."
"I took a drink, sir," said Lucas, hanging his head.
"Ah! yes; and you didn't get it out of the scuttle-butt either, did you? Pure water would not have robbed you of your senses."
Then Frank went on to tell of his meeting with the bogus captain and the manner in which he and the trapper had been enticed33 on board the whaler. The old sailor was greatly distressed34 to know that it was through him that Frank had been brought into trouble. He offered to make amends35 by jumping overboard, and seemed to be hurt because Frank would not consent to it. While he was trying to comfort the mate the watch was called and Frank and the rest ordered below.
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Thus far things seemed to be working as well as could be expected under the circumstances. Frank had heard a few hard words from the officers, but he had seen no blows struck. This, however, was only the calm that preceded the storm. The next morning the captain made his appearance on deck, just as the crew were ordered to turn to, and then the trouble began. Frank recognised him at once, for he wore the same clothes he had on when he passed the Stranger in the whale-boat. He proved to be quite as brutal36 as he looked, and a constitutional grumbler37. He found fault with everything. Nothing could be done to suit him. He swore at the officers, and they in turn swore at the men, and struck right and left with whatever came first to their hands—that is, the first and second mates did. The third mate, whom Frank had heard addressed as Mr. Gale38, took no part in the swearing and striking. He did not speak to the men as if they were dogs, but his orders were just as emphatic39, just as readily understood and quite as promptly40 obeyed. Frank took a liking41 to the man[153] at once. Like himself, he seemed very much out of place on board the Tycoon.
The captain was anxious to get his small crew into shape for work before he reached the fishing-grounds, and almost the first thing he did was to order out a "dummy42 whale," which was a spar towed over the stern. Then the boats' crews were selected. There proved to be enough to man two boats, leaving a sufficient number of the crew on board to act as ship-keepers. Frank and Lucas were assigned to the captain's boat, the former being seated at the bow oar1. This was a position of responsibility, as Frank very soon learned. A whale when struck by a harpoon43 sometimes starts to run; and in such a case it is the duty of the bow oar to seize the line, draw the boat up alongside the whale, and hold it there while the captain uses his lance.
Everything being in readiness, the boats were lowered, and for the next three hours were man?uvred about the spar, until it seemed to Frank that the inside of his hands was all in a blaze. To make[154] matters worse, the captain swore at him for his awkwardness, and took him to task for answering "Very good, sir!" in response to an order, when he should have said "Ay, ay, sir!" An officer in the navy is required to answer "Very good, sir," when receiving a command from a superior, to show that he understands it; but Frank was not in the navy now, and neither was he an officer. He was a foremast hand on board a whaler, occupying a position a good deal lower than the captain's dog, he began to think.
The boats were finally ordered back to the ship, and after they had been hoisted44 at the davits, the falls laid down in Flemish coil on deck, and the spar hauled aboard, Frank heard the order passed—
"Send that gentleman in the black suit aft here."
Frank knew in a moment that he was the one designated. He claimed to be a gentleman and he wore a suit of black clothes—he was the only one on board who did—so he promptly answered to the summons. "Here, sir," said he.
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When he reached the quarter-deck he removed his hat and waited for the captain to speak to him.
"So you know your name, do you?" exclaimed the skipper, gruffly.
"My name is Nelson, sir."
"But it suits me to call you Gentleman Black."
"Very—ay, ay, sir," replied Frank, who knew that he was expected to say something.
"Shoulder that handspike," continued the captain, pointing out the implement45, "and march up and down the deck like a soger as you are. Carry it until you learn not to say 'very good' to me. What business is it of yours whether my orders are very good or very bad? I'll soon take them airs out of you."
Frank picked up the handspike, and placing it on his shoulder, began walking up and down the deck like a sentry46 on his beat. A landsman would have seen no significance in this punishment, but the sailors did, and the boatswain's mate and the coxswain (the latter had recovered his senses and gone to work with the rest) were highly indignant. A[156] seaman regards it as an insult to be called a soldier. It implies that he is a "skulker"—that he shirks his duty.
This was the second time that Frank had been punished on board ship. His first offence, as we know, was committed while he was in the navy, on board the receiving ship. He spilled some water on deck, and was obliged to wipe it up and carry a swab about the vessel24 until he saw some one else doing the same thing. He might have carried that swab all day, had not Archie taken pity on him and effected his release. His jolly little cousin was not at hand to help him now. Frank was glad that he was far away, and in no danger of ever being placed in a situation like his own.
Frank found that even a handspike grows heavy after a while, and when he had carried it four long hours, he would have been glad to put it down and rest; but his release did not come until his watch was called at twelve o'clock that night. From noon until midnight he paced the deck without a moment's pause, a bite to eat or a drop to drink. He was[157] tired and sleepy, but was obliged to remain on deck four hours longer, or until the watch to which he belonged was ordered below. It was pretty hard, Frank told himself, and provoking, too, to find somebody ready to make sport of him, as one of the sailors in his watch did when he went forward. It was the "black sheep" of the crew—the same one who pointed47 out the trapper's supposed hiding-place in the bow-boat. His name was Gardener, but some one had christened him Calamity, and that was what he was generally called. Some of the crew had warned Lucas and Barton to be very careful what they said in this man's presence. He was the captain's pet. He was never punished like the rest, and the reason probably was because he made it his business to keep the officers posted in everything that was said and done in the forecastle.
"Well, Gentleman Black," said Calamity, as Frank approached the windlass around which the watch were gathered, "how do you like the taste you have had of the Tycoon's discipline? You[158] can't come soldiering aboard here with your airs and your graces——"
"Belay that!" cried the coxswain, jumping to his feet. "You're a soldier yourself and a tale-bearer besides, Calamity, and any more such language as that will breed a row that'll have to be settled by you and me the very first time we get ashore. That's a word with a bark on it!"
Calamity, like the coward he was, slunk back out of sight immediately, and in a few minutes got up and walked away.
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