. Spunyarn and spindrift : a sailor boy's log of a voyage out and home in a china tea-clipper. ll of men—most allEnglish and Americans. She was a * Flash too, andno mistake. We was most always in action, generallythree or four times every voyage, with them man-o-warjunks. It didnt matter how many came along, wedsail right straight ahead and take no notice, unless theyopened fire on us. They used to catch it hot if theydid—we warmed them up then, but we never stopped tofight, time was too valuable for that, and if they let usalone we let them alone. Why, once we ran into Swatow, when there wdiS
. Spunyarn and spindrift : a sailor boy's log of a voyage out and home in a china tea-clipper. ll of men—most allEnglish and Americans. She was a * Flash too, andno mistake. We was most always in action, generallythree or four times every voyage, with them man-o-warjunks. It didnt matter how many came along, wedsail right straight ahead and take no notice, unless theyopened fire on us. They used to catch it hot if theydid—we warmed them up then, but we never stopped tofight, time was too valuable for that, and if they let usalone we let them alone. Why, once we ran into Swatow, when there wdiSfivewar junks lying at anchor there. We had our guns THE flash: 371 loaded and run out, hands to quarters, and everythingclear for action, and so we went in and landed the stuff,and turned round and went out again, right under theirvery noses, and nobody dared to say—Stop! That was the time for money—dollars in one scale,opium in the other. Thats how we used to sell it, and,though the ship got most of the haul, we forecastle handshad as much as we could spend, and thats all sailors. THE FLASH, OPIUM CLIPPER, ENGAGING WAR JUNKS. want. The Flash came to an untimely end at last, forshe went ashore on the Paracels in thick weather, andbroke up. I dont think anybody was drowned, therewas boats enough for all of us, and the one I was in gotto Hong Kong all right in a few days. I dare say theothers arrived all safe and sound—I didnt wait to see,for there was a ship lying in Hong Kong bound home,and just ready to sail, so I shipped in her and left. 372 SPUN YARN AND SPINDRIFT. Thats many years ago, and since then Ive beensaiHng about the deep blue sea—Hke the man in thesong ; in English ships, American ships, two voyageswhaling. That caper in the Independencia (I told youthe yarn, didnt I ?), and now, here I am, you see, still anable seaman, and sitting yarning to you when I ought to^be drumming away at them logarithms. Wheres mylittle pupil teacher } Come here, you jooveni
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