. Master Rockafellar's voyage . be no mistake about t/iai, thought am not deaf. Twice I had been told to /ay down ;and with that I stretched myself along on my back,taking care however to keep a hearty good hold ofsome ropes which passed through the top withinreach of my grasp. Mizzen-top there ! after a little came a roar-ing hail from the mate ; what are you about upthere, sir ? Do you mean to lay down or not ? On hearing this, I crept on my knees to the rimof the top, and looking over, cried out in the shrillvoice of my childhood, Please, sir, I am lyingdown. The captain was staring up
. Master Rockafellar's voyage . be no mistake about t/iai, thought am not deaf. Twice I had been told to /ay down ;and with that I stretched myself along on my back,taking care however to keep a hearty good hold ofsome ropes which passed through the top withinreach of my grasp. Mizzen-top there ! after a little came a roar-ing hail from the mate ; what are you about upthere, sir ? Do you mean to lay down or not ? On hearing this, I crept on my knees to the rimof the top, and looking over, cried out in the shrillvoice of my childhood, Please, sir, I am lyingdown. The captain was staring up at me, but on hearingthis, he turned his back with a shake of his figure. Come down. Master Rockafcllar, sung out themate in a voice full of laughter. When I heard this I crawled over to anotheredge of the top where I could see him, and pipedout, The captain said I was to /ajy down, sir. It was wonderful that my thin voice should havecarried in such a wind, yet I was heard plainlyenough. Then arose a shout of laughter from the. TLEASE, sir, I AM LYING DOWN, HE GOES ALOFT. 55 midshipmen ; the mate called something to , who in a trice came bundling up the mizzenrigging, and flounded with a crimson face into thetop. Why you young guinea pig, why dont you obeyorders ? he bawled ; to lay dozvn at sea means toco7ne down, and you hiow it too; I see it in youreye ! Over withee, over withee. His large nervous fist closed upon the collar ofmy jacket, and I found myself lifted over the rimat the top. Catch hold of the futtock shrouds ! he roared, those iron bars, dye hear ?—quick, before I letyou go ! I gripped at something, but whether it was ironor rope I was too horrified to know. He let go,and my legs swung out into the air. But green-horns cling too tightly to be in much danger on suchoccasions as this. A heave of the ship swung mein again, my toes struck something hard, and withthe swiftness of a monkey I coiled my little shanksround it. Down I slid, breathless, and with th
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