"Of what ship, messmate?"

off Ferrol;

"Very true, I began in the middle. Well, it was in the ship I now belongs to, the Oudacious'. we were with the squadron signal made to chase south-east-clapt every stitch on her after two gun-boats, who were running down in-shore. Light winds got well in for the land, and then it fell calm. Gun-boats four miles off, using their sweeps-out boats in chase; -I was coxswain of the first pinnace, — a devilish fast boat, messmate, I can tell you, with a smart brass gun, - pulled two feet to their one, and came up with them hand-over-hand cutters and the other pinnace well up with us the old launch, Now you see, sir, I've got the picture for

half a mile astern.

you, havn't I?”

"Just exactly," replied old Ben.

both

"Well, then, it was a long pull; and that reminds me that I'll have a long pull now, so hand me the porter, messmate." My father took a tremendous long pull at the pewter, and then handing it to Ben, he recommenced.

"We were soon within gun-shot; and they turned their heads towards us, and blazed away: very pretty shot they fired, for they cut away three of our starboard oars, before we were near enough to return the fire with our small gun. However, the second pinnace and cutters came up, and shared the shot with us; and at last the old fat launch came grunting along, for all the world like an old boar, pitching into them round and grape. Now the first lieutenant was in the launch, and, of course, commanded, and he ordered the boats to separate more, which was very right, as it divided the shot; and then he passed the word that when he sounded the bugle, we were all to pull to the headmost gun-boat and board her. D'ye understand, messmate?"

"Perfectly," replied Ben, taking his pipe out to reply.

"Well, then, just hand me the pot." My father drained it this time, and told me to go for another.

"Then I shall lose the story," replied I.

"No, boy, you won't," replied Ben; "I'll answer for it your father will heave-to till you come back."

"So I will, Jack," replied my father; and having with every expedition executed my task, my father then continued "Well, there we all were, waiting for the bugle, each boat creeping on a little every moment, so as to have a fair start, as they do in a race; when at last the signal was given, and away we all went like smoke, with our oars bending double. The first pinnace reached the gun-boat first; then the cutters banged alongside of her, — all three of us to windward, — while the second pinnace and launch took her to leeward. There's not much climbing in getting on board of a gun-boat; indeed, we were at it before we were out of the boat, for the Frenchmen had pikes as long as the spanker boom; but we soon got inside of their points, and came to close work. They stood a good tustle, I will say that, and so they always do; we may laugh at 'em, and call 'em Johnny Crapows, but they are a right brave nation, if they ar'n't good seamen; but that I reckon's the fault of their lingo, for it's too noisy to carry on duty well with, and so they never will be sailors till they larn English."

"I never heard them carry on duty in French," said Ben; " it quite beats my comprehension how they can do it at all."

"Well, I have," replied my father; " and every word they use is as long as the main-top bowling; and the mast is over the side before they can get them out. Why, would you believe it? I once asked one of those fellows what he called the fore-mast in his language; and what d'ye think he said? Why, I'm blowed if he didn't call it a Mar-darty-marng' (and that's the only bit of French I know); but how is it possible to work a ship in such gibberish?"

"Quite unpossible," replied Ben.

"Well, as I've yawed a little out of my course, suppose we have another swig before I takes a fresh departure?"

After they had both drank, my father proceeded

"Well, messmate, I was on the gunnel as soon as the others; and a sword came down upon me like a flash of lightning. I had just time to lift my cutlass, and save my head; and then I found that it was the sword of the French lieutenant, who commanded

the gun-boat. He was a tall, clean-built chap, with curls hanging down like a poodle dog's every curl not thicker than a rope yarn, and mayhap a thousand of them, and he quite foamed at the mouth: (that's another fault in these Frenchmen, they don't take things coolly, but puts themselves in a passion about nothing:) so thinks I to myself, it won't do for you to go on chopping at that rate; for when I fended off, he made my whole hand tingle with the force of his blow; so I darts at him, and drives the hilt of my cutlass right into his mouth; and he fell, and his own men trod him under foot; and on we went, hammer and tongs. By this time the boarding of the launch and pinnace to leeward, for they could not get up as soon as we did, created a divarsion, and bothered the Frenchman, who hardly knew which way to turn : however, as there were more of our men on the other side, they most on 'em faced about; and the French officer was then able to get on his knees again; and while I was busy, and did not see him, he just give me this cut across the figure-head, which don't add to my beauty any how. Well, it was cut for cut, messmate; I just took one look at the beggar, and I drove my cutlass into his skull, just as he was rising up; and he never rose again. — That's my story."

"I suppose you took the craft?"

"Yes; and her consort too. But many lost the number of their mess; and I lost all my beauty. - Just hand me the 'baccy, messmate; and, Jack, go for the next pot of beer."

I found them both smoking in silence when I returned; but, after a few minutes, my father said, "Messmate, as I have told you how I got this chalk, suppose you tell me in return how you got that nose of yours fixed so hard a starboard? That's fair play."

"Exactly so," replied Ben. "Why, d'ye see? I sarved most of my early life in the whaling line. I was three voyages to the north; but taking the black whale counts for nothing; you must go south arter the spermacitty, if you wish to see sport."

"I never was in that line," replied my father; fellows spin the devil's own yarns about it."

"but I've heard

"And so they may, and tell the truth, that's sartain, shipmate. You see, the sparmacitty don't take the harpoon quite so quietly as the black whale does; he fights hard to the last, and sometimes is very free with his jaws. The very large ones are the most easy to kill; so we always look out for them, when we can, as they give less trouble, and more oil: the most dangerous are the halfgrown, which we call "forty-barrel bulls," as that's about what oil we get out of them."

"Well," said my father, "I'm blessed if ever I knew whales were called bulls, before this night."

mast-head gave the usual There she spouts.' And We had a clean hold at our fishing-ground, and

"Yes, that's our term," replied Ben, "and now to my story. We were down off the coast of Japan; when, about one hour after daybreak, the man looking out at the word when he sees a whale blowing, this he repeats every time the fish rises. the time, for we had but just come to we were mighty eager. The boats were down in a jiffy, and away we pulled. We were within a quarter of a mile of the whale, when, to our disappointment, he peaked his flukes-"

"What's that, messmate?" inquired my father.

"Why, you see, it's the right term after all, for the tail of sparmacitty is like the flukes of an anchor; and, of course, now you understand me."

"Yes, you mean to say he went down, I suppose."

"Of course; for how could he go down head-foremost, with peaking his tail in the air ?"

"One lives and larns as long as one lives," observed my father. "Heave ahead again, old boy."

"Well, as you can't know what you hav'n't heard any thing about, I must now tell you that these animals be as regular as the bells in a man of war; and whenever they goes down to feed, they always stays exactly about the time allowed for dinner in a comfortable ship; that is, seventy minutes exactly. An hour, you see, is the regular time allowed; and the other ten minutes are by favour of the officer of the watch, or first lieutenant. We knew that we must wait that time for him, so we tossed up our oars, and laid by."