When I
hint he is not improving, there comes a confession: "I don't feel
quite right yet, you see!" But he blows away manfully, and in
self-defence I try to roar the tune louder.
'11:30 P.M.
'Long past Cape St. Vincent now. We went within about 400 yards of
the cliffs and light-house in a calm moonlight, with porpoises
springing from the sea, the men crooning long ballads as they lay
idle on the forecastle and the sails flapping uncertain on the
yards. As we passed, there came a sudden breeze from land, hot and
heavy scented; and now as I write its warm rich flavour contrasts
strongly with the salt air we have been breathing.
'I paced the deck with H-, the second mate, and in the quiet night
drew a confession that he was engaged to be married, and gave him a
world of good advice. He is a very nice, active, little fellow,
with a broad Scotch tongue and "dirty, little rascal" appearance.
He had a sad disappointment at starting. Having been second mate
on the last voyage, when the first mate was discharged, he took
charge of the ELBA all the time she was in port, and of course
looked forward to being chief mate this trip.
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