The L'Anse sentinel., 1916-02-19
: CHAPTER ".

CHAPTER w.
What happened to me next on the
scaling schooner Ghost, as I strove to
Mt into my new environment, are mat
ters of humiliation and pain. The cook.
who was called "the doctor" by the
crew. Tommy" by the hunters. and
"Cooky' by Wolf Larsen. was
changed person. The difference
worked in my status brought about
corresponding difference in treatment
from him. Servile and fawning as he
had been before. he was now as domi-
neering and bellicose. In truth. ! was
no longer the fine gentleman with g
skin soft as ''lydy's." but only an
ordinary and very worthless cabin-boy.
He absurdly insisted upon my >ad-
dressing him as Mr.. Mugridge. and his
behavior and carriage were insuffer-
able as he showed me my duties. Be
sides my work in the cabin, with its
four small staterooms. was supposed
to be his assistant in the galley. and
my colossal ignorance concerning such
things as peeling potatoes or washing
greasy pots was source OF unending
and sarcastic wonder to him.
This first day was made more diffi-
cult for me from the fact that the
Ghost. under close reefs (terms such
as these did not learn till later), was
plunging through what Mr.. Mugridge
called an "'owlin' soueaster." At
half-past five, under his directions.
set the table In the cabin, with rough.
weather trays in place, and then car
ried the tea and cooked food down
from the galley.
Look sharp or you'll get doused."
was Mr.. Mugridge's parting Injunction.
as left the galley with big teapot
In one hand, and in the hollow OF the
other arm several loaves of fresh
baked bread. One of the hunters, q
tall, loosely jointed chap named Hen
derson. was going aft at the time from
the steerage (the name the hunters
facetiously gave their midships sleep
ing quarters), to the cabin. Wolf Lar
sen was on the poop, smoking his ever
lasting cigar.
the cook cried.
stopped. for l did not know what
was coming. and saw the galley door
slide shut with bang. Then saw
| Henderson leeping like q mailman for
the main rigging. up which he shot. on
the inside. till he was many feet
higher than my head. Also saw q
great wave. curling and foaming
poised far above the rail. was di.
rectly under 1t. My mind did not
work quickly. everything was so new
and strange. srasped that was In
| danger, but that was all. stood still
in trepidation. Then Wolf Larsen
shouted from the poop:
"Grab hold something. you-you
Hump!"
But It was too late. sprang toward
the rigging. to which might have
ciung. and was met by the descending
wall OF water. What happened after
that was very confusing. | was be
meath the water. suffocating and
drowning. Several times l collided
against hard objects. once striking my
right knee . terrible blow. Then the
food seemed suddenly TO subside. and
was breathing the good air again.
had been swept against the galley and
i around the steerage companionwa,
from the weather side into the let
scuppers. The pain from my hurt knes
was agonizing. But the cook was afte1
me. shouting through the lee gals,
door: s3
Ere. youi Don't tyks all nigh
about iti Whers's the potf Los
overboardi Serve you bloody vel
right II yer neck wa brokei"
/ managed to struggle % my fest
The great teapot wAs sim IN my hand
I limped to the galley end handed !
to him Hut hs was consuming viii
| indignation. real or feigned.
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