"You scoundrel," said he, "what do you mean by this conduct?
Go on deck and attend to your duty! On deck, I say! Up with you, at once!" Allen at first held back, hoping that some of his shipmates would come to his aid, as they partly promised; but not a man stirred, greatly to his disappointment and disgust.

They, doubtless, felt it might be unsafe to engage in the quarrels of others; and Allen, after receiving a few gentle reminders from the mate in the shape of clips on the side of his head and punches among the short ribs, preceded the mate on deck.

He was conquered.
The weather was cold and cheerless; the wind was blowing heavy; the rain was falling fast; and Allen, who had few clothes, was thinly clad; but he was sent aloft in an exposed situation, and kept there through the greater part of the day.

His battered head, his cut face, his swollen features, and his gory locks told the tale of his punishment.

Stetson had no magnanimity in his composition.