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and as the motley group gained the deck , the suppressed jeers of the men on board were scarcely checked by the presence and regard of the officers an the qnarter-deck ; the boards of which quarter-deck were , to rny surprise , as white as if they had just been scrubbed with hot water and towels : and all was
admirably clean and orderly . As I joined the men who had preceded me in the ascent , I slunk from the observing eyes of the gentlemen and officers , when a youth , a boy with very fair and pale face , came towards me , his hands in his trowsers' pockets . How well do I remember him in that moment ! He has forgotten all this , I dare say . He is now Captain C . I felt that he was sorry
to see me among those people , but he did not like to appear otherwise than cold . ' Why , what do you do here ? you shouldn ' t have left your mammy ' s apron-string . ' He asked me several questions , and spoke still as if he was afraid of being kind or too familiar . He endeavoured to be harsh , but it was against his true feelings—against his nature . He thought and looked as though he wished I was not there . * Ha ! you'll have nobody here to curl your hair for you;—you will soon have the gloss taken out of your locks . ' At this moment , the Captain ' s coming , was said by a sentinel on the * gangway . ' We were ordered to stand away forward ; boatswain and sidesmen were called to attend the side ; guard with fixed bayonets paraded on that clean quarter-deck ;
officers and gentlemen , at least a score , came up the hatchways and stood all in waiting to receive the great man . The boatswain sprung his call ; sideboys ran down with their baize-covered ropes , and the moment his foot touched the gangway , every head was uncovered . He lifted his hat ; soldiers presented arms / and he turned round towards the forepart of the quarter-deck . It was the
gentleman who had spoken to me so kindly in the cabin of the Resolu . I was on board the A ; my home , and really a happy home she was to me for several years . But , yes , reader , there was some bitterness to be got over yet : why cannot we get through a life without these buts ?—With this but I bid you good bye—for the present .
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Saint Monday . 829
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SAINT MONDAY . *
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Another mechanic , and more ' Poetry of the Poor ! ' Well done , lower orders ! We shall soon have a living list that will make Walpole ' s catalogue of royal and noble authors , through all generations , look very foolish . What do the aristocracy think of it ? or has no rumour of it yet reached their ears ? Can nobody be found to give information of the fact to his Majesty ' s government ? They would surely appoint a commission of inquiry . A few
* Saint Monday , a Poem , by the Author of < The Mechanic's Saturday Night / London : Steill , 1 # 33 .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1833, page 829, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2628/page/25/
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