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Two Years Before the Mast

Chapter 7 TARRING DOWN -DAILY LIFE- GOING AFT -CALIFORNIA

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d except our own doing on board. We caught the south-east trades, and run before them for nearly three weeks, without so much as alt

l the tarring came upon us. We put on short duck frocks, and taking a small bucket of tar and a bunch of oakum in our hands we went aloft, one at the main royal-mast-head and the other at the fore, and began tarring down. This is an important operation, and is usually done about once in six months in vessels upon a long voyage. It was done in our vessel several times afterwards, but by the whole crew at once, and finished off in a day; but at this time, as most of it came upon two of us, and we were new at the business, it took us several days. In this operation they always begin at the mast-head and work down, tarring the shrouds, back-stays, standing parts of the lifts, the ties, runners, etc., and go out to the yard-arms, and come in, tarring, as they come, the lifts and foot-ropes. Tarring the stays is more difficult, and is done by an operation which the sailors call "riding down." A long piece of rope-top-gallant-studding-sail halyards, or something of the kind-is taken up to the mast-head from which the stay leads,

off Cape Horn, where we could expect nothing better. On Monday we commenced painting, and getting the vessel ready for port. This work, too, is done by the crew, and every sailor who has been long voyages is a little of a painter, in addition to his other accomplishments. We painted her, both inside and out, from the truck to the water's edge. The outside is painted by lowering stages over the side by ropes, and on those we sat, with our brushes and paint-pots by us,

irst time, they find themselves living under an entire change of seasons; as, crossing the line under a burning

r dinner, and the crew quarrelled with the steward because he did not give us our usual allowance of molasses to eat with i

f and salt pork throughout the week, with the exception of a very small duff on Sunday. This added to the discontent; and a thousand little things, daily and almost hourly occurring, which no one who has not himself been on a long and tedious voyage can conceive of or properly appreciate,-little wars and ru

ake any other sailor's pleasure; and you live with the steward, who is usually a go-between; and the crew never feel as though you were one of them. But if you live in the forecastle, you are "as independent as a wood-sawyer's clerk," (nautice',) and are a sailor. You hear sailor's talk, learn their ways, their peculiarities of feeling as well as speaking and acting; and moreover pick up a great deal of curious and useful information in seamanship, ship's customs, foreign countries, etc., from their long yarns and equally long disputes. No man can be a sailor, or know what sailors are, unless he has lived in the

s respectfully as we could, but he broke in upon us, saying that we were getting fat and lazy, didn't have enough to do, and that made us find fault. This provoked us, and we began to give word for word. This would never answer. He clenched his fist, stamped and swore, and sent us all forward, saying, with oaths enough interspersed to send the words home,-"Away with you! go forward every one of you! I'll haze you! I'll work you up! You don't have enough to do! You've mistaken your man. I'm F-- T--, all the way from 'down east.' I've been through the mill, ground, and bolted, and come out a regular-built down-east johnny-cake, good when it's hot, but when it's cold, sour and indigestible;-and you'll find me so!" The latter part of th

gauze, drawn over the sun, which, without obstructing or obscuring the light, tempers the heat which comes down with perpendicular fierceness in the Atlantic and Indian tropics. We sailed well to the westward to have the full advantage of the north-east trades, and when we had reached the latitude of Point Conception, where it is usual to ma

port of Santa Barbara, to which we were bound, lying about sixty miles to the southward of this po

pacious bay of Santa Barbara, after a voyag

ery expressive to a sailor, and means to punish by hard work. Let an officer once say, "I'll ha

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Two Years Before the Mast
Two Years Before the Mast
“Two years before the mast were but an episode in the life of Richard Henry Dana, Jr.; yet the narrative in which he details the experiences of that period is, perhaps, his chief claim to a wide remembrance. His services in other than literary fields occupied the greater part of his life, but they brought him comparatively small recognition and many disappointments. His happiest associations were literary, his pleasantest acquaintanceships those which arose through his fame as the author of one book. The story of his life is one of honest and competent effort, of sincere purpose, of many thwarted hopes. It is remarkable that, having written one successful book, Dana did not seek further reward as a man of letters. Two Years before the Mast appeared in 1840, while its author was still a law student. Though at the time it created no great stir in the United States, it was most favorably received in England, where it paved the way for many pleasant and valuable acquaintanceships. The following year, Dana produced a small volume on seamanship, entitled The Seaman's Friend. This, and a short account of a trip to Cuba in 1859, constitute the sole additions to his early venture. He was a copious letter-writer and kept full journals of his various travels; but he never elaborated them for publication. Yet, long before his death, he had seen the narrative of his sailor days recognized as an American classic. Time has not diminished its reputation. We read it to-day not merely for its simple, unpretentious style; but for its clear picture of sea life previous to the era of steam navigation, and for its graphic description of conditions in California before visions of gold sent the long lines of "prairie schooners" drifting across the plains to unfold the hidden destiny of the West.”
1 Chapter 1 FIRST IMPRESSIONS-"SAIL HO!"2 Chapter 2 SHIP'S DUTIES-TROPICS3 Chapter 3 A ROGUE-TROUBLE ON BOARD- LAND HO! -POMPERO-CAPE HORN4 Chapter 4 CAPE HORN-A VISIT5 Chapter 5 LOSS OF A MAN-SUPERSTITION6 Chapter 6 JUAN FERNANDEZ-THE PACIFIC7 Chapter 7 TARRING DOWN -DAILY LIFE- GOING AFT -CALIFORNIA8 Chapter 8 CALIFORNIA-A SOUTH-EASTER9 Chapter 9 TRADING-A BRITISH SAILOR10 Chapter 10 SANTA BARBARA-HIDE-DROGHING-HARBOR DUTIES-DISCONTENT-SAN PEDRO11 Chapter 11 A FLOGGING-A NIGHT ON SHORE-THE STATE OF THINGS ON BOARD-SAN DIEGO12 Chapter 12 LIBERTY-DAY ON SHORE13 Chapter 13 SAN DIEGO-A DESERTION-SAN PEDRO AGAIN-BEATING THE COAST14 Chapter 14 EASTER SUNDAY- SAIL HO! -WHALES-SAN JUAN-ROMANCE OF HIDE-DROGHING-SAN DIEGO AGAIN15 Chapter 15 THE SANDWICH ISLANDERS-HIDE-CURING-WOOD-CUTTING-RATTLE- SNAKES-NEW-COMERS16 Chapter 16 LEISURE-NEWS FROM HOME- BURNING THE WATER 17 Chapter 17 NEW SHIP AND SHIPMATES-MY WATCHMATE18 Chapter 18 SAN DIEGO AGAIN-A DESCENT-HURRIED DEPARTURE-A NEW SHIPMATE19 Chapter 19 RUMORS OF WAR-A SPOUTER-SLIPPING FOR A SOUTH-EASTER-A GALE20 Chapter 20 SAN FRANCISCO-MONTEREY21 Chapter 21 THE SUNDAY WASH-UP-ON SHORE-A SET-TO-A GRANDEE- SAIL HO! -A FANDANGO22 Chapter 22 AN OLD FRIEND-A VICTIM-CALIFORNIA RANGERS-NEWS FROM HOME-LAST LOOKS23 Chapter 23 LOADING FOR HOME-A SURPRISE-LAST OF AN OLD FRIEND-THE LAST HIDE-A HARD CASE-UP ANCHOR, FOR HOME!-HOMEWARD BOUND24 Chapter 24 BEGINNING THE LONG RETURN VOYAGE-A SCARE25 Chapter 25 BAD PROSPECTS-FIRST TOUCH OF CAPE HORN-ICEBERGS-TEMPERANCE SHIPS-LYING-UP-ICE-DIFFICULTY ON BOARD-CHANGE OF COURSE-STRAITS OF MAGELLAN26 Chapter 26 ICE AGAIN-A BEAUTIFUL AFTERNOON-CAPE HORN- LAND HO! -HEADING FOR HOME27 Chapter 27 CRACKING ON-PROGRESS HOMEWARD-A PLEASANT SUNDAY-A FINE SIGHT-BY-PLAY28 Chapter 28 NARROW ESCAPES-THE EQUATOR-TROPICAL SQUALLS-A THUNDER STORM29 Chapter 29 A DOUBLE-REEF-TOP-SAIL BREEZE-SCURVY-A FRIEND IN NEED-PREPARING FOR PORT-THE GULF STREAM30 Chapter 30 SOUNDINGS-SIGHTS FROM HOME-BOSTON HARBOR-LEAVING THE SHIP