Bo'sun!" "Yes, sir." "Take this accomplished young gentleman of fortune, and give him something to do.

Give him an oil-rag and let him rub some of our brass, and stow his own.

And, bo'sun!" "Yes, sir." "Take him first to Mr.Johnson, and say that I request Mr.Johnson to ascertain how much change Mister Moses Cohen has left him, and to take charge of it." "Yes, sir." The captain's witticisms raised renewed chuckling among the crew, as I followed the boatswain, duly saluting my new master as I passed him, and desperately trying to walk easily and steadily in my ordinary boots upon the heaving deck.
Mr.Johnson was the third mate, and I may as well say at once that his shrewdness and kindness, his untiring energy and constant cheerfulness, make his memory very pleasant to me and to all who served with him, and whose reasons for being grateful to him belong to all hours of the day and night, and to every department of our work and our play.
I was far too giddy to hear what the boatswain said to Mr.Johnson, but I was conscious that the third mate's eyes were scanning me closely as he listened.

Then he said, "_Have_ you got any money, youngster ?" "Here, sir," said I; and after some struggles I got the leather bag from my neck, and Mr.Johnson pocketed it.
"Ran away from school, I suppose ?" I tried to reply, and could not.

Excitement had kept me up before the captain, but the stress of it was subsiding, and putting my arms up to get my purse had aggravated the intense nausea that was beginning to overpower me.