James Braithwaite, the Supercargo: The Story of his Adventures Ashore and Afloat

Nonfiction, Religion & Spirituality, New Age, History, Fiction & Literature
Cover of the book James Braithwaite, the Supercargo: The Story of his Adventures Ashore and Afloat by William Henry Giles Kingston, Library of Alexandria
View on Amazon View on AbeBooks View on Kobo View on B.Depository View on eBay View on Walmart
Author: William Henry Giles Kingston ISBN: 9781465585677
Publisher: Library of Alexandria Publication: March 8, 2015
Imprint: Language: English
Author: William Henry Giles Kingston
ISBN: 9781465585677
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
Publication: March 8, 2015
Imprint:
Language: English
On shore the bustle was yet more apparent. Everybody was in movement. Yellow post-chaises conveying young captains of dashing frigates, or admirals’ private secretaries, came whirling through the streets as if the fate of the nation depended on their speed. Officers of all grades, from post-captains with glittering epaulets to midshipmen with white patches on their collars and simple cockades in their hats, were hurrying, with looks of importance, through the streets. Large placards were everywhere posted up announcing the names of the ships requiring men, and the advantages to be obtained by joining them: plenty of prize money and abundance of fighting, with consequent speedy promotion; while first lieutenants, and a choice band of old hands, were near by to win by persuasion those who were protected from being pressed. Jack tars, many with pig-tails, and earrings in their ears, were rolling about the streets, their wives or sweethearts hanging at their elbows, dressed in the brightest of colours, huge bonnets decked with flaunting ribbons on their heads, and glittering brass chains, and other ornaments of glass, on their necks and arms. As I drove down the High Street I had met a crowd surrounding a ship’s gig on wheels. Some fifty seamen or more were dragging it along at a rapid rate, leaping and careering, laughing and cheering. In the stern sheets sat a well-known eccentric post-captain with the yoke lines in his hands, while he kept bending forward to give the time to his crew, who were arranged before him with oars outstretched, making believe to row, and grinning all the time in high glee from ear to ear. It was said that he was on his way to the Admiralty in London, the Lords Commissioners having for some irregularity prohibited him from leaving his ship except in his gig on duty. Whether he ever got to London I do not know.
View on Amazon View on AbeBooks View on Kobo View on B.Depository View on eBay View on Walmart
On shore the bustle was yet more apparent. Everybody was in movement. Yellow post-chaises conveying young captains of dashing frigates, or admirals’ private secretaries, came whirling through the streets as if the fate of the nation depended on their speed. Officers of all grades, from post-captains with glittering epaulets to midshipmen with white patches on their collars and simple cockades in their hats, were hurrying, with looks of importance, through the streets. Large placards were everywhere posted up announcing the names of the ships requiring men, and the advantages to be obtained by joining them: plenty of prize money and abundance of fighting, with consequent speedy promotion; while first lieutenants, and a choice band of old hands, were near by to win by persuasion those who were protected from being pressed. Jack tars, many with pig-tails, and earrings in their ears, were rolling about the streets, their wives or sweethearts hanging at their elbows, dressed in the brightest of colours, huge bonnets decked with flaunting ribbons on their heads, and glittering brass chains, and other ornaments of glass, on their necks and arms. As I drove down the High Street I had met a crowd surrounding a ship’s gig on wheels. Some fifty seamen or more were dragging it along at a rapid rate, leaping and careering, laughing and cheering. In the stern sheets sat a well-known eccentric post-captain with the yoke lines in his hands, while he kept bending forward to give the time to his crew, who were arranged before him with oars outstretched, making believe to row, and grinning all the time in high glee from ear to ear. It was said that he was on his way to the Admiralty in London, the Lords Commissioners having for some irregularity prohibited him from leaving his ship except in his gig on duty. Whether he ever got to London I do not know.

More books from Library of Alexandria

Cover of the book Louisa of Prussia and Her Times by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Our Homeland Churches and How to Study Them by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Almost a Man by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Monsieur Judas: A Paradox by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Due West; or Round the World in Ten Months by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Laboulaye's Fairy Book by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Dr. Johnson and His Circle by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book A Manual of Toy Dogs: How to Breed, Rear and Feed Them by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book A Spirit in Prison by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Visits and Sketches at Home and Abroad With Tales and Miscellanies Now First Collected (Complete) by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Seven Icelandic Short Stories by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Assyria, Its Princes, Priests and People: By-Paths of Bible Knowledge VII by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book A Study of The Textile Art In Its Relation To The Development of Form and Ornament Sixth Annual Report of the Bureau of Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1884-'85 by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book The Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers by William Henry Giles Kingston
Cover of the book Kirkham's Find by William Henry Giles Kingston
We use our own "cookies" and third party cookies to improve services and to see statistical information. By using this website, you agree to our Privacy Policy