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"We shall have to take down these t'gallant-masts, Mr Millons," said the captain, as he stood by the weather-bulwarks holding on to a belaying-pin to prevent his being washed away. "Shall I give the order, sir?" inquired the first mate. "You may," replied the captain. Just as the mate turned to obey, a shriek was heard high above the whistling of the fierce wind.
"I'm surprised to find how few of the men can state with absolute certainty that they saw the drogue attached to the whale when the boat came up to it. It all hinges upon that." "Yes," observed Mr Millons, "the 'ole case 'inges on that, because that proves it was a fast fish."
"Let's have the story, Millons," cried the captain, pushing forward his cup to be replenished; "It's so long since I heard it, that I've almost forgotten it. Another cup o' tea, Martha, my dear not quite so strong as the last, and three times as sweet. I'll drink `Success to the cup that cheers, but don't inebriate. Go ahead, Millons."
Bless ye, marm, ye've no notion wot sort o' things I've lived on aboard ship " It was immediately replaced by a clean one and a fresh egg. While Rokens somewhat nervously tapped the head of Number 6, Miss Martha, in order to divert attention from him, asked Mr Millons if sea-fare was always salt junk and hard biscuit? "Oh, no, madam," answered the first mate.
"No," replied Mr Millons, shading his eyes with his hands, and gazing at the object in question, "it's himpossible. I searched every bit o' the bank for a plank before we came hoff, an' couldn't find a morsel as big as my 'and. W'at say you, doctor?" "I think with you," answered Dr Hopley; "but here's the telescope, which will soon settle the question."
Leydig, Gerstaecker, and others believe this same organ to be olfactory. Perhaps, after all, there is room for only one more doctor of science who will permanently settle this and a few other vexing questions for us. But what of the millons of Nature Lovers, who each year snatch only a brief time afield, for rest and recreation?
In about twenty minutes the wind moderated, and while some of the men went aloft to clear away the wreck of the topsails and make all snug, others went below to put on dry garments. "That was a narrow escape, Mr Millons," remarked the captain, as he stood by the starboard-rails. "It was, sir," replied the mate. "It's a good job too, sir, that none o' the 'ands were washed overboard."
In other respects he was a commonplace sort of a man. Mr Millons, the first mate, was a short, hale, thick-set man, without any particularly strong points of character. He was about thirty-five, and possessed a superabundance of fair hair and whiskers, with a large, broad chin, a firm mouth, rather fierce-looking eyes, and a hasty, but by no means a bad temper.
The larboard boat was steered by Mr Millons, the first mate; the waist-boat by Mr Markham, the second mate the latter an active man of about five-and-twenty, whose size and physical strength were herculean, and whose disposition was somewhat morose and gloomy. "Now, lads, give way! That's it! that's the way.
The captain then dried his head and face with a towel about as rough as the mainsail of a seventy-four, and with a violence that would have rubbed the paint off the figurehead of the Red Eric. Then he sat down to his chart, and having pondered over it for some minutes, he went to the foot of the companion-ladder and roared up "Lay the course nor'-nor'-east-and-by-nor'-half-nor', Mr Millons."
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