In the warm weather of the tropics, I had often seen old man Landers, when there was nothing doing on deck, sit and read by the hour without ever looking up. I hoped that this morning his magazine would prove of absorbing interest. Gabriel and the cooper were intent upon their work. As for the sailors, I told them I was going to try to swim ashore6 and if I were discovered and they had to lower for me, I asked them to hurry as little as possible so I might have every chance to get away.
For my adventure I wore a blue flannel7 shirt, dungaree trousers, and my blue cap. I tied my shoes together with a rope yarn8, which I slipped baldric-fashion over my shoulder. In the belt at my waist I carried a sailor's sheath knife. With this I had a foolish idea that I might defend myself against sharks. Without attracting attention, I slipped over the bow, climbed down by the bob-stays, and let myself into the sea. I let myself wash silently astern past the ship's side and struck out for shore, swimming on my side without splash or noise, and looking back to watch developments aboard.
I am convinced to this day that if I had not been in the water, old Landers would have kept his nose in that magazine for an hour or so and drowsed and nodded over it as I had seen him do dozens of times before. Either my good angel, fearful of the sharks, or my evil genius, malignantly10 bent11 upon thwarting12 me, must have poked13 the old fellow in the ribs14. At any rate, he rose from his chair and stepped to the taff-rail with a pair of binoculars15 in his hand. He placed the glasses to his eyes and squinted16 toward the pier17 to see whether or not the captain had reached shore. I don't know whether he saw the captain or not, but he saw me.
"Who's that overboard?" he shouted.
I did not answer. Then he recognized me.
"Hey, you," he cried, calling me by name, "come back here."
I kept on swimming.
"Lay aft here, a boat's crew," Mr. Landers sang out.
Gabriel and the cooper ran to the quarter-deck and stared at me. The sailors came lounging aft along the rail. Mr. Landers and Gabriel threw the boat's falls from the davit posts. The sailors strung out across the deck to lower the boat.
"Lower away," shouted Mr. Landers.
One end of the boat went down rapidly. The other end jerked and lurched and seemed to remain almost stationary18. I wondered whether my shipmates were bungling19 purposely. Mr. Landers and Gabriel sprang among them, brushed them aside and lowered the boat themselves. A crew climbed down the brig's side into the boat. Old Gabriel went as boatheader. In a jiffy the sweeps were shot into place, the boat was shoved off, and the chase was on.
All this had taken time. As the ship was drifting one way and I was quartering off in an almost opposite direction, I must have been nearly a half mile from the vessel20 when Gabriel started to run me down.
I swam on my side with a long, strong stroke that fast swimmers used to fancy before the Australian crawl came into racing21 vogue22. I was swimming as I never in my life swam before—swimming for liberty. All my hope and heart, as well as all my strength, lay in every stroke. The clear, warm salt water creamed about my head and sometimes over it. I was making time. Swimming on my side, I could see everything that was happening behind me. As the boat came after me I noticed there was but a slight ripple23 of white water about the prow24. Plainly it was not making great speed.
"Pull away, my boys. We ketch dat feller," sang out Gabriel.
Wilson at the midship oar4 "caught a crab25" and tumbled over backwards26, his feet kicking in the air. Wilson was a good oarsman. He was my friend. A hundred yards more and Walker at the tub oar did the same. He also was my friend.
The boys were doing their best to help me—to give me a chance. I knew it. Gabriel knew it, too. The crafty28 old negro recognized the crisis. I could not hear what he said or see all that he did, but the boys told me about it afterwards. It must have been a pretty bit of acting9.
Suddenly Gabriel half rose from his seat and peered anxiously ahead.
"My God!" he cried, "dat poor feller, he drown. Pull, my boys. Oh, good God!"
The sailors at the sweeps had their backs to me. It was a good long swim and the water was full of sharks. It was not difficult to make them believe that I was verging29 on tragedy.
"Dere he go down!" Gabriel's voice was broken and sobbing30. "He t'row his hands up. He underneath31 de water. I cain't see him. Oh, dat poor feller! No, dere he come up again—oh, good Lord! Pull away, my bully32 boys, pull away. We save him yet."
Surely the stage lost a star when Gabriel became a whaler. The old Thespian33 was good—he was great. His acting carried conviction. The sailors believed I was drowning. They leaned upon their oars27 with a will. The sweeps bent beneath the powerful strokes. The boat jumped through the water. I noted34 the increased speed by the white spray that began to stand at the bow. Gabriel helped along the speed by forward lurches of his body, pushing at the same time upon the stroke oar. All the while he kept shouting:
"We save him yet, dat poor feller! Pull away, my boys."
The boat came up rapidly. In a little while it was almost upon me. I tried to dodge35 it by darting36 off at right angles. It was no use—Gabriel slewed37 his tiller and the boat came swishing round upon me. I had played the game out to the last and I was beaten—that was all. I caught the gunwale near the bow and pulled myself into the boat.
"You make dam good swim, my boy," said old Gabriel, smiling at me as he brought the boat around and headed back for the ship.
I had made a good swim. I was fully38 a mile from the brig. I was not much over a half mile from shore. I looked across the sunlit, dancing blue water to the land. How easy it would have been to swim it! How easy it would have been after I had crawled out upon the sands to hide in the nearby mountains and live on wild fruit until the ship started for the north and all danger of capture was past.
No land could have seemed more beautiful. Groves39 of banana, orange, and cocoanut trees held out their fruit to me. Forests swept to the summits of the mountains. Flowers were in riotous40 bloom everywhere. I could almost count the ribs in the glossy41 fronds42 of the palms. I could hear the soft crash of the combers on the coral beaches of those enchanted43 shores. It all looked like paradise and I had missed it by half a mile.
When I reached the brig, Mr. Landers permitted me to put on dry clothing and then put me in irons, as the sea phrase is. This consisted in fastening my hands together in front of me with a pair of steel handcuffs of the ordinary kind used by sheriffs and policemen everywhere. Then he made me sit on the main hatch until Captain Winchester came back from Honolulu, along toward sundown.
"What's the matter with that man?" roared the captain as he swung over the rail and his eyes lighted on me.
"Why didn't you get my rifle and shoot him?" thundered the captain.
"Well," returned Mr. Landers, "I don't shoot folks."
After supper the captain stuck his head out of the cabin gangway.
"Come down here, you," he said. I stepped into the cabin, now bright with lighted lamps. The captain glared at me savagely45.
"You want to give me a bad name with Captain Shorey when he takes command, do you?" he shouted. "You want to make it appear I have been hard on my men, eh? You think you're a smart sea lawyer, but I'll teach you the bitterest lesson you ever learned. We are bound for the Arctic Ocean. There are no ships up there but whale ships, and we do as we please. I have been sailing to the Arctic for thirteen years as master and mate of whale ships and I know just how far I can go in dealing46 with a man without making myself liable to law. I am going to make it as rough for you as I know how to make it. I will put you over the jumps right. I will punish you to the limit. This ship is going to be a floating hell for you for the rest of the voyage. And when we get back to San Francisco you can prosecute47 me all you please."
He drew a key from his pocket and unlocked one manacle. It dropped from one wrist and dangled48 from the other.
"Boy," he said to the Kanaka cabin boy, who has been listening with open mouth and bulging49 eyes to this tirade50, "get this man a cup of water and a biscuit."
I had had nothing to eat since breakfast, and I sat down at the cabin table and ate my one hardtack and drank my quart tin of water with a relish51. After my meal, the captain fastened my handcuff again and jerked a little hatch out of the floor.
"Get down there," he said.
I climbed down and he clapped the hatch on again. I was in darkness except for the light that filtered from the cabin lamps through the four cracks of the hatch. When my eyes had become accustomed to the dimness, I made out that I was in the ship's run, where the provisions for the captain's table were stored. I rummaged52 about as well as I could in my handcuffs and found a sack of raisins53 open and a box of soda54 crackers55. To these I helped myself generously. From a forecastle viewpoint they were rare dainties, and I filled my empty stomach with them. I had not tasted anything so good since I had my last piece of pie ashore. Pie! Dear me! One doesn't know how good it is—just common pie baked in a bakery and sold at the corner grocery—until one cannot get it and has had nothing but salt horse and cracker56 hash for months. I used to yearn57 for pie by day and dream of pie by night. At bedtime the captain snatched the hatch off again and tossed me down my blankets. I bundled up in them as best I could and slept with my manacles on.
I was kept in irons on bread and water for five days and nights. Sometimes in the daytime, with one handcuff unlocked and hanging from my other wrist, I was put at slushing down the main boom or washing paint-work. But for the most part I was held a close prisoner in the run, being called to the cabin table three times a day for my bread and water. Finally, when Captain Shorey came aboard and assumed command and the vessel headed for the north, I was released and sent to the forecastle. My shipmates proved Job's comforters and were filled with gloomy predictions regarding my future.
"I pity you from now on," each one said.
But their prophecies proved false. After Captain Shorey took charge of the ship Mr. Winchester became mate. As mate he was, as may be said, the ship's foreman, directing the work of the men, and was in much more intimate contact with the sailors than when he had been skipper. In his new capacity he had much greater opportunity to make it unpleasant for me in a thousand ways. But for some reason or other he never made good that ferocious58 speech he had delivered to me in the cabin.
When other green hands bungled59, he damned them in round terms for their awkwardness. When I blundered he showed me how to correct my error. "Not that way, my boy," he would say. "Do it this way." When I took my trick at the wheel he would often spin a yarn or crack a joke with me. He loaned me books from time to time. In Behring Sea, when he got out his rifle and shot okchug seals as they lay basking60 on cakes of ice, he almost invariably took me with him in the boat to bring back the kill. In short, he treated me more considerately than he treated any other man in the forecastle and before the voyage was over we had become fast friends.
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cape
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malignantly
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thwarting
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poked
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ribs
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binoculars
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squinted
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pier
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stationary
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bungling
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vessel
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racing
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ripple
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crab
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oars
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crafty
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verging
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sobbing
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bully
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thespian
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dodge
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groves
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riotous
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glossy
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fronds
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enchanted
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cod
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savagely
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dealing
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prosecute
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dangled
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bulging
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tirade
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relish
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rummaged
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raisins
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soda
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crackers
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cracker
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bungled
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