boatswain found me, as he said, an obstinate fellow: he swore he knew that I
understood my business well, but that I shammed Abraham, to be idle; but God
knows, I knew nothing of sea-business, and he beat me without considering what
he was about. I had still, however, my forty pounds, and that was some comfort
to me under every beating; and the money I might have had to this day, but that
our ship was taken by the French, and so I lost all.
crew was carried into Brest, and many of them died, because they were not used
to live in a jail; but for my part, it was nothing to me, for I was seasoned.
One night, as I was asleep on the bed of boards, with a warm blanket about me,
for I always loved to lie well, I was awakened by the boatswain, who had a dark
lantern in his hand. ‘Jack,’ says he to me, ‘will you knock out the French
sentry’s brains?’ ‘I don’t care,’ says I, striving to keep myself awake, ‘if I
lend a hand.’ ‘Then, follow me,’ s