icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

Redburn. His First Voyage

Chapter 9 THE SAILORS BECOMING A LITTLE SOCIAL, REDBURN CONVERSES WITH THEM

Word Count: 2223    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

rs peeped out, plain enough to count one by one; and there was a fine steady breeze; and it was not very cold; and we were going through the water almost as smooth as a sled sl

ust have had a good deal of thinking to attend to, which in truth is the case with most seamen the first night out of port, especially when they have thrown away their mone

I had sometimes felt, when in a twilight room a cousin of mine, with black eyes, used to play some old German airs on the piano. I almost looked round for goblins, and felt just a little bit afraid. But I soon got used to this singing; for the sailors never touched a rope without it. Sometimes, when no one happened to strike up, and the pulling, whatever it might be, did not seem to be getting forward very well, the mate would always say, "Come, men, can't any of you sing? Sing now, and raise the

Bowery. Every man of them almost was a volume of Voyages and Travels round the World. And what most struck me was that like books of voyages they often contradicted each other, and would fall into long and violent disputes about who was keeping

f that kind, to break off the first shock of the salt water after laying idle ashore; and also by way of tapering off, as I menti

sorry to say. Notwithstanding I declined; with a good deal of unnecessary swearing, Ned assured me that the cigars were real genuine Havannas; for he had been in Havanna, he said, and had them made there under his own eye. According to his account, he was very particular about his cigars and other things, and never made any importations, for they were unsafe; but always made a voyage himself direct to the place where any foreign

rom my sickness, and finding the sailors all very pleasant and sociable, at least among themselves, and seated smoking together like old cronies, and nothing on earth to do but sit the watch out, I began to think that they were a pretty good set of fellows after al

e had made outcasts from good society; and not as villains who loved wickedness for the sake of it, and would persist in wickedness, even in Paradise, if they ever got there. And I called to mind a sermon

o old to go to sea, these pious old sailors found a delightful home for life in the Hospital, where they had nothing to do, but prepare themselves for their latter end. And I wondered whether there were any such good sailors among my ship-mates; and o

enabled them "to taper off" handsomely, and no doubt it was this, too, that had something to do with making them so pleasant and sociable that night, for they were seldom so pleasant and sociable afterward, and never treated me s

was ever in the habit of going to church, when he was ashore, or dropping in at the Floating Chapel I had seen lying off the dock in the East River at New York; and whether he would think it too much of a liberty, if I asked him, if he had any good books in his chest. He stared a little at first, but marking what good language I used, seeing my civil bearing toward him, he seemed for a moment to be filled with a

l wiser and better than he could feel; though I was willing to confess to myself, that it was not altogether my own good endeavors, so much as my education, which I had received from others, that had made me the upright and sensible boy I at that time thought myself to be. And it wa

lor, I thought it would soften the matter down by giving him a chance to show his o

the watch below were sleeping, such a ringing every little while would not tend to disturb them and beget unpleasant dreams; and in asking these questions I was particular to address him in a civil and condescending way, so as to show him very plainly that I did not deem myself one whit better than he was, that is, taking all things together, and not going into particulars. But to my great surprise and mortification, he in the rudest land of manner laughed aloud in my face, and called me a "Jimmy Du

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open
1 Chapter 1 HOW WELLINGBOROUGH REDBURN'S TASTE FOR THE SEA WAS BORN AND BRED IN HIM2 Chapter 2 REDBURN'S DEPARTURE FROM HOME3 Chapter 3 HE ARRIVES IN TOWN4 Chapter 4 HOW HE DISPOSED OF HIS FOWLING-PIECE5 Chapter 5 HE PURCHASES HIS SEA-WARDROBE, AND ON A DISMAL RAINY DAY PICKS UP HIS BOARD AND LODGING ALONG THE WHARVES6 Chapter 6 HE IS INITIATED IN THE BUSINESS OF CLEANING OUT THE PIG-PEN, AND SLUSHING DOWN THE TOP-MAST7 Chapter 7 HE GETS TO SEA AND FEELS VERY BAD8 Chapter 8 HE IS PUT INTO THE LARBOARD WATCH; GETS SEA-SICK; AND RELATES SOME OTHER OF HIS EXPERIENCES9 Chapter 9 THE SAILORS BECOMING A LITTLE SOCIAL, REDBURN CONVERSES WITH THEM10 Chapter 10 HE IS VERY MUCH FRIGHTENED; THE SAILORS ABUSE HIM; AND HE BECOMES MISERABLE AND FORLORN11 Chapter 11 HE HELPS WASH THE DECKS, AND THEN GOES TO BREAKFAST12 Chapter 12 HE GIVES SOME ACCOUNT OF ONE OF HIS SHIPMATES CALLED JACKSON13 Chapter 13 HE HAS A FINE DAY AT SEA, BEGINS TO LIKE IT; BUT CHANGES HIS MIND14 Chapter 14 HE CONTEMPLATES MAKING A SOCIAL CALL ON THE CAPTAIN IN HIS CABIN15 Chapter 15 THE MELANCHOLY STATE OF HIS WARDROBE16 Chapter 16 AT DEAD OF NIGHT HE IS SENT UP TO LOOSE THE MAIN-SKYSAIL17 Chapter 17 THE COOK AND STEWARD18 Chapter 18 HE ENDEAVORS TO IMPROVE HIS MIND; AND TELLS OF ONE BLUNT AND HIS DREAM BOOK19 Chapter 19 A NARROW ESCAPE20 Chapter 20 IN A FOG HE IS SET TO WORK AS A BELL-TOLLER, AND BEHOLDS A HERD OF OCEAN-ELEPHANTS21 Chapter 21 A WHALEMAN AND A MAN-OF-WAR'S-MAN22 Chapter 22 THE HIGHLANDER PASSES A WRECK23 Chapter 23 AN UNACCOUNTABLE CABIN-PASSENGER, AND A MYSTERIOUS YOUNG LADY24 Chapter 24 HE BEGINS TO HOP ABOUT IN THE RIGGING LIKE A SAINT JAGO's MONKEY25 Chapter 25 QUARTER-DECK FURNITURE26 Chapter 26 A SAILOR A JACK OF ALL TRADES27 Chapter 27 HE GETS A PEEP AT IRELAND, AND AT LAST ARRIVES AT LIVERPOOL28 Chapter 28 HE GOES TO SUPPER AT THE SIGN OF THE BALTIMORE CLIPPER29 Chapter 29 REDBURN DEFERENTIALLY DISCOURSES CONCERNING THE PROSPECTS OF SAILORS30 Chapter 30 REDBURN GROWS INTOLERABLY FLAT AND STUPID OVER SOME OUTLANDISH OLD GUIDE-BOOKS31 Chapter 31 WITH HIS PROSY OLD GUIDE-BOOK, HE TAKES A PROSY STROLL THROUGH THE TOWN32 Chapter 32 THE DOCKS33 Chapter 33 THE SALT-DROGHERS, AND GERMAN EMIGRANT SHIPS34 Chapter 34 THE IRRAWADDY35 Chapter 35 GALLIOTS, COAST-OF-GUINEA-MAN, AND FLOATING CHAPEL36 Chapter 36 THE OLD CHURCH OF ST. NICHOLAS, AND THE DEAD-HOUSE37 Chapter 37 WHAT REDBURN SAW IN LAUNCELOTT'S-HEY38 Chapter 38 THE DOCK-WALL BEGGARS39 Chapter 39 THE BOOBLE-ALLEYS OF THE TOWN40 Chapter 40 PLACARDS, BRASS-JEWELERS, TRUCK-HORSES, AND STEAMERS41 Chapter 41 REDBURN ROVES ABOUT HITHER AND THITHER42 Chapter 42 HIS ADVENTURE WITH THE CROSS OLD GENTLEMAN43 Chapter 43 HE TAKES A DELIGHTFUL RAMBLE INTO THE COUNTRY; AND MAKES THE ACQUAINTANCE OF THREE ADORABLE CHARMERS44 Chapter 44 REDBURN INTRODUCES MASTER HARRY BOLTON TO THE FAVORABLE CONSIDERATION OF THE READER45 Chapter 45 HARRY BOLTON KIDNAPS REDBURN, AND CARRIES HIM OFF TO LONDON46 Chapter 46 A MYSTERIOUS NIGHT IN LONDON47 Chapter 47 HOMEWARD BOUND48 Chapter 48 A LIVING CORPSE49 Chapter 49 CARLO50 Chapter 50 HARRY BOLTON AT SEA51 Chapter 51 THE EMIGRANTS52 Chapter 52 THE EMIGRANTS' KITCHEN53 Chapter 53 THE HORATII AND CURIATII54 Chapter 54 SOME SUPERIOR OLD NAIL-ROD AND PIG-TAIL55 Chapter 55 DRAWING NIGH TO THE LAST SCENE IN JACKSON'S CAREER56 Chapter 56 UNDER THE LEE OF THE LONG-BOAT, REDBURN AND HARRY HOLD CONFIDENTIAL COMMUNION57 Chapter 57 ALMOST A FAMINE58 Chapter 58 THOUGH THE HIGHLANDER PUTS INTO NO HARBOR AS YET; SHE HERE AND THERE LEAVES MANY OF HER PASSENGERS BEHIND59 Chapter 59 THE LAST END OF JACKSON60 Chapter 60 HOME AT LAST61 Chapter 61 REDBURN AND HARRY, ARM IN ARM, IN HARBOR62 Chapter 62 THE LAST THAT WAS EVER HEARD OF HARRY BOLTON