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Updated: June 15, 2025
The Captain and the Navigator had joined Thorogood on the bridge, and were poring over the chart and talking in low voices. The Midshipman of the Watch stood with eyes glued to the range-finder, turning his head at intervals to report the distance of the next ahead to the Officer of the Watch.
Sir William Thorogood, hat in hand, with his cloak over his arm, entered the ante-room. His eyeglass fell from his eye. "Hullo, Uncle Bill," exclaimed his nephew. "You're early nice and early we've just started training for the Regatta and we're straffing the coxswain by way of a start! Er Staff Surgeon Tucker, Sir William Thorogood."
Many a Christmastide had now passed over the head of our blacksmith, John Thorogood, and his excellent wife Mary, but Time had touched them lightly in its flight. They both looked young and hale, and full of vigour. The only difference in them was a wrinkle or two at the corners of the eyes, and a few grey hairs mingling with the brown.
I've just got to give the noon position to the Owner on the way." They descended the ladder together, and left Thorogood alone on the platform. The Battle-fleet was steaming in parallel lines about a mile apart, each Squadron in the wake of its Flagship.
Thus with James Thorogood, Lieutenant, Royal Navy, when he together with his bath, bedding, clothes, and scanty cabin furniture, revolver, first-aid outfit, and all the things that were his was precipitated through his cabin door across the aft-deck.
Thorogood descended to the cabin flat, jerked back the curtain of his cabin, and hurriedly entered the familiar apartment. Opening a drawer he snatched up a gas-mask and a packet containing first-aid appliances which he thrust into the pocket of his swimming waistcoat, together with a flask and a small tin of compressed meat lozenges.
"I hope they won't be late," remarked Mrs Thorogood, looking with some anxiety into a big pot which rested on the roaring fire. "The boys are never late, Moll," remarked the smith, giving the cat a sly poke on the nose, which it resented with a fuff, causing the terrier to turn its head on one side inquiringly.
So they sat silent side by side; one held her breath and the other held her thumbs, but only the dusk crept in from the sea. Thorogood, Lieutenant of the Afternoon Watch, climbed the ladder to the upper bridge as the bell struck the half-hour after noon. A blue worsted muffler, gift and handiwork of an aunt on the outbreak of war, enfolded his neck.
"'This day came before me Captain Willis Wilson and made oath that the above is true. "Samuel Thorogood." There is much of great interest in this article on the Virginia Navy which is not to our present purpose.
"Mug-up, and let's get 'appy and chatty." They crowded together in the stern-sheets for warmth, and presently Thorogood started "John Brown's Body Lies A-mouldering in the Grave," without which no properly conducted picnic can come to a fitting conclusion.
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