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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Of course, and I'm after a berth as pump-man on your oil ship sailing to-day for the Gulf." "And what, may I ask, do you know of our class of ships?" "Only what I've heard most modern oil-tankers afloat, and I'd like to try one out and sail the Gulf again, if you'll give me the chance." "M-m what are your qualifications?" "Qualifications? For pump-man on an oil-tanker?" "Pump-man yes.
Lively, indeed, he was for his immense bulk, although, compared to the pump-man in that, he was like a moose beside a panther. "It ain't goin' to be so one-sided after all," whispered some one loudly, and recalled the pump-man's leaping across the hatch that very morning.
I know your kind that bully and starve your crew, and won't have a man on your ship that you can't bully and starve. And so you set your bully bosun to do me do me to death, if he had to. And when he's not clever enough nor able enough, you'd put me in irons in irons here on the high seas out here where no law can get you!" The first officer was now on the deck beneath the pump-man.
A welcome from a younger to the older republic. There was to be a great bull-fight, at which Torellas was to make his last appearance before going to Spain. "Spain! Madrid! The highest of honors! Cogan looked at Torellas, but the matador didn't seem to be so very glad." The pump-man seemed to be listening to something. "Hear 'em?" he asked.
And yet it did seem for a moment as if the pump-man was to get no fair play, as if the bosun's adherents would overwhelm him as he stood there on the hatch. And Noyes experienced an unpleasant chill and began to appreciate the nerve of this man who defied a crowd of alien spirits aboard a strange ship.
I'm captain of my own ship, do you hear? captain of this ship, and I'll treat the crew as I damn please." "I guess you will, too; but don't swear at me, captain. I'm not one of your crew." Noyes descended to the chart-room deck. "I wish," he breathed, "that that pump-man had never seen this ship. They'll kill him before the day's over."
You'd think it was a crime to laugh on her. Come on." The galley was a little house by itself on the after deck of the ship. Noyes saw the pump-man call out the cook, and after a time, their voices rising, he heard, "Now, cookie, no more of that slush. Mind you, I'm wasting no time talking to the captain. I'm talking to you.
When he next went forward he stopped beside the pump-man, who was cutting a thread on a section of deck-piping. "Do you mind my watching how you do that trick?" he asked. The pump-man looked up. "Surely not," adding after a moment, "though there's nothing much worth watching to it." Noyes noticed how deftly the tools were handled. Then he said, "So you and the big fellow are going to have it out?"
The tarpaulin was now clamped tightly to the hatch-combings, rendering it smooth and firm under foot. Camp-stools for the principals were also there, and two buckets of freshly drawn water in opposite corners. "Mr. Kieran" Noyes had halted again beside the pump-man "what is it the captain's got against you?" "Why" he hesitated "I don't think he's got anything against me exactly."
"Captain, are you going to let it go on?" he asked, and not too deferentially. "Let what go on?" "That fight. They're going to have it out in a few minutes. Aft there look." "I'm not looking. And I'll take good care I don't not in that direction. And what I don't see I can't stop, can I? Besides, I hope he beats that pump-man to a jelly." "Why, what's wrong with him?" "Wrong? He's dangerous."
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