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Becke Louis. The Call Of The South
The Call Of The South
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I ~ PAUL, THE DIVER
CHAPTER II ~ THE OLD SEA LIFE
CHAPTER III ~ THE BLIND MAN OF ADMIRALTY ISLAND
CHAPTER IV ~ NISÂN ISLAND; A TALE OF THE OLD TRADING DAYS
FIRST PART
SECOND PART
THIRD PART
CHAPTER V ~ MUTINIES
CHAPTER VI ~ “MÂNI”
CHAPTER VII ~ AT NIGHT
CHAPTER VIII ~ THE CRANKS OF THE JULIA BRIG
CHAPTER IX ~ “DANDY,” THE SHIP'S DINGO
CHAPTER X ~ KALA-HOI, THE NET-MAKER
CHAPTER XI ~ THE KANAKA LABOUR TRADE IN THE PACIFIC
CHAPTER XII ~ MY FRIENDS, THE ANTHROPOPHAGI
CHAPTER XIII ~ ON THE “JOYS” OF RECRUITING “BLACKBIRDS”
CHAPTER XIV ~ MAKING A FORTUNE IN THE SOUTH SEAS
CHAPTER XV ~ THE STORY OF TOKOLMÉ
CHAPTER XVI ~ “LANO-TÔ”
CHAPTER XVII ~ “OMBRE CHEVALIER”
CHAPTER XVIII ~ A RECLUSE OF THE BUSH
CHAPTER XIX ~ TE-BARI, THE OUTLAW
CHAPTER XX ~ “THE DANDIEST BOY THAT EVER STOOD UP IN A BOAT”
CHAPTER XXI ~ THE PIT OF MAOTÂ
CHAPTER XXII ~ VANÂKI, THE STRONG SWIMMER
CHAPTER XXIII ~ TWO PACIFIC ISLANDS BIRDS: THE SOUTH SEA CORNCRAKE AND THE TOOTH-BILLED PIGEON
THE SOUTH SEA CORNCRAKE
THE TOOTH-BILLED PIGEON OF SAMOA—(Didunculus Strigirostris)
CHAPTER XXIV ~ A NIGHT RUN ACROSS FÂGALOA BAY
CHAPTER XXV ~ A BIT OF GOOD LUCK
CHAPTER XXVI ~ MODERN PIRATES
CHAPTER XXVII ~ PAUTÔE
CHAPTER XXVIII ~ THE MAN WHO KNEW EVERYTHING
CHAPTER XXIX ~ THE PATTERING OF THE MULLET
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Louis Becke
Published by Good Press, 2019
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In many ships in which I have sailed, in my younger days, no officer considered it infra dig. for him, when not on watch, to go for'ard and listen to some of the hands spinning yarns, especially when the subject of their discourse turned upon matters of seamanship, the eccentricities either of a ship herself or of her builders, etc. This unbending from official dignity on the part of an officer was rarely abused by the men—especially by the better-class sailor-man. He knew that “Mr. Smith” the chief officer who was then listening to his yarns and perhaps afterwards spinning one himself, would in a few hours become a different man when it was his watch on deck, and probably ask Tom Jones, A.B., what the blazes he meant by crawling aft to relieve the wheel like an old woman with palsy. And Jones, A.B., would grin with respectful diffidence, hurry his steps and bear no malice towards his superior.
Such incidents never occur now. There is no feeling of comradeship between officer and “Jack”. Each distrusts the other.
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