Part 12 (2/2)
I hadn't had the chance of having anything so good as that now; but, at tea-ti wang, had induced him to compound a savoury mess entitled, ”dandy funk,”
corease Of this mess, I am sorry to say, I had partaken; and the probable source of my present ailment was, no doubt, the insidious dandy funk ith Jerrold had beguiled ht!
Dandy funk or no, I could not soon forget it, for I never was so sick in my life; and what is more, every roll of the shi+p ht I should die--To away as usual in the next bunk to Weeks' below, not paying the slightest attention to my feeble calls to hionising qualms
Somehow or other a sympathetic affinity see as she rolled and heaving when she heaved; while my heart seemed to reach from the Atlantic back to the Channel, and I felt as if I had sed the ocean and was trying to get rid of it and couldn't!
_Ille robur et aes triplex_, as Horace sang on again getting safely ashore--for he must have been far too ill when afloat in his trireainst me should I praise the charms of a sailor's life, ”framed of oak and fortified with triple brass” must have been he who first braved the perils of the sea and hbours style antly than ourselves _le e upon ht have suffered fro of the previous day; yes, and for the reproach of the two black eyes I had given hi to the tints of the sea and sky, they being now of a bluish-purple hue shaded off into green and yellow, so that the general effect harmonised, as Tom Jerrold unkindly remarked, with his sandy hair and mottled complexion
But, my whilom enemy and now friend Sammy must have been amply indemnified for all this when, at the end of the ain for another turn of duty, not knowing that Mr Mackay, as if anticipating ould happen after the shaking up I had had, had given me leave to lie-in if I liked and ”keepthe door of the deck-house, which he did withforces of the wind and the water that united to resist his efforts, he found ee ofhold of the corner of the blanket that enveloped one ofdown al this latter, too, as vigorously as he did the blanket ”Rouse out, it's gone eight bells and the port watch are already on deck, with Mr Mackay swearing away at a fine rate because you're not there--rouse out with you, sharp!”
There was no rousingand shake away asand the blanket
”Leave h for him to hear me ”Mr Mackay told h; and, oh, Weeks, I do feel so awfully ill!”
”Ill! what's the roith you?”
”I don't know,” I feeblyto die; and I'm so sorry I hurt your eyes yesterday, they do look so bad”
”Oh, hang my eyes!” replied he hastily, as if he did not like the subject mentioned; and I don't wonder at this nohen I recollect how very funny they looked, all green and yellow as if he had a pair of goggle-eyed spectacles on ”Why can't you turn out? You ell enough when you calledAbrahanant
”Indeed I',” I protested as earnestly as I could, not quite knohat his slang phraseto be ill to shi+rk duty when I was all right
”Weeks, I'm terribly ill, I tell you!”
He scrutinised , now coh the open cabin door, which he had not been able to close again, the wind holding it back and resisting all his strength
Tom Jerrold, too, aroused by Weeks' voice and the cold current of air that was blowing in upon hi on to the top rail of ood look at th ”You're only sea-sick”
That was all the consolation he gave me as he shoved hi on a thick monkey-jacket hurried out on deck
”A nice mess you've made, too, of the cabin”
This was Master Weeks' sympathy as he took possession of Jerrold's vacated bunk and quietly coroans and deaf to all further appeals for aid
Tim Rooney, however, was thehe popped in his head at the cabin door