Rodman The Boatsteerer And Other Stories

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Becke Louis. Rodman The Boatsteerer And Other Stories

RODMAN THE BOATSTEERER

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A POINT OF THEOLOGY ON MÂDURÔ

A MAN OF IMPULSE

THE TRADER

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MRS. CLINTON

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THE CUTTING-OFF OF THE “QUEEN CHARLOTTE”

THE PERUVIAN SLAVERS

A QUESTION OF PRECEDENCE

A TOUCH OF THE TAR-BRUSH

THE TRADER S WIFE

NINA

THE EAST INDIAN COUSIN

PROCTOR THE DRUNKARD

A PONAPEAN CONVENANCE

IN THE KING’S SERVICE, SOME EPISODES IN THE LIFE OF A BEACH-COMBER

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OXLEY, THE PRIVATEERSMAN

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THE ESCAPEE

EMA, THE HALF-BLOOD

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LEASSÉ

THE TROUBLE WITH JINABAN

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With her white cotton canvas swelling gently out and then softly drooping flat against her cordage, the Shawnee, sperm whaler of New Bedford, with the dying breath of the south-east trade, was sailing lazily over a sea whose waters were as calm as those of a mountain lake. Twenty miles astern the lofty peaks of Tutuila, one of the islands of the Samoan group, stood out clearly in the dazzling sunshine, and, almost ahead, what at dawn had been the purple loom of Upolu was changing to a cloud-capped dome of vivid green as the ship closed with the land.

The Shawnee was “a five-boat ship,” and, judging from the appearance of her decks, which were very clean, an unlucky one. She had been out for over a year, and three months had passed since the last fish had been killed. That was off the coast of Chile, and she was now cruising westward and northward towards the eastern coast of New Guinea, where Captain Harvey Lucy, the master, expected to make up for the persistent ill-luck that had attended him so far. Naturally a man of most violent and ungovernable temper, his behaviour to his men on the present voyage had led to disastrous consequences, and the crew, much as they admired their captain as one of the most skilful whalemen who had ever trod a deck, were now worked up into a state of exasperation bordering on mutiny. Shortly before the Samoan Islands were sighted, the ship’s cooper, a man who took the cue for his conduct to the hands from the example set by the captain, had had a fierce quarrel with a young boat-steerer, named Gerald Rodman, who, in a moment of passion, struck the cooper such a terrific blow that the man lay between life and death for some hours. An attempt to put Rodman in irons was fiercely resisted by a number of his shipmates, who were led by his younger brother. But the after-guard were too strong for the men, and after a savage conflict the two Rodmans and three other seamen were overpowered by Captain Lucy, his four mates and the carpenter and stewards. As was common enough in those days on American whaleships, nearly all the officers were relatives or connections by marriage, and were always ready to stand by the captain; in this instance the cooper was a brother of the second mate. Six days had passed since this affair had occurred, and when Upolu was sighted the five men were still in irons and confined in the hot and stifling atmosphere of the sail-locker, having been given only just enough food and water to keep body and soul together.

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Sherard remained chatting with Marie till Prout returned, and then, raising his hat to her, bade them good-night.”

“Don’t let Burton entice you to Halaliko, Prout,” he said with a laugh; “he knows that your time here is nearly up.”

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