. Master Rockafellar's voyage . -. listening to the yarns he sruN, DOG- WA TCHES. 203 stitching at a pair of breeches. Elsewhere youwould see a fellow greasing his sea-boots, anothermunching at a sea-biscuit with his eyes fixed likean owls, a third cutting up a pipeful of tobaccofrom a black flat cake that made me think of , despite the life and movement within, theforecastle was always very quiet. My boatswainsmate would talk to me in hoarse whispers, and theother sailors rarely conversed above their is naturally prized at sea. The opportunitiesfor taking it are short,
. Master Rockafellar's voyage . -. listening to the yarns he sruN, DOG- WA TCHES. 203 stitching at a pair of breeches. Elsewhere youwould see a fellow greasing his sea-boots, anothermunching at a sea-biscuit with his eyes fixed likean owls, a third cutting up a pipeful of tobaccofrom a black flat cake that made me think of , despite the life and movement within, theforecastle was always very quiet. My boatswainsmate would talk to me in hoarse whispers, and theother sailors rarely conversed above their is naturally prized at sea. The opportunitiesfor taking it are short, and must be made the mostof. Hence, seamen are very careful that theirmates, when turned in, should repose undisturbedthat when their own turn comes round for a napthey may sleep in quiet. The dog-watches are the holiday hours at sea,and on a fine evening, whilst we were in the Pacific,I would repair to the forecastle and there sit,listening to and watching the men until the sunwent down and the black shadow of night camealong. Th
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