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floating. “ For a thousand years its internal revolution of the quid,what flag has braved the battle and the à tail! to which your arm would be a breeze." And was there flogging bad joke, if it were not so much shortthrough all those glorious centuries ? er,--shoulders shrugging up, not at Somewhat too much of it, we verily all in French fashion, but saying, in believe ; for the less the better. But a forcible deaf-and-dumb 'language, did it break the naval spirit of Eng- you be dmd,”—a rolling motion, as land ? Did it deaden it? No. It if Jack were uncertain whether or not kept it alive and kicking. It was a he had yet weighed anchor,--broad privilege of our seamen ; for although back, long arms, narrow loins, someflogging has never been unknown to what light in the timbers, and posiour land-forces, it flourished in its tively no posteriors,—and say gravely native vigour at sea. Among all their if ever you clapt eyes on such a hyother grievances, some of them too pothec. What does he care about well-founded, our tars never included flogging ? Just enough to prefer keepthe cat.

It is not too much to say, ing his back warm without it, and no that it has always been with them

Take him aside, and ask him rather a favourite animal. To be sure, to sign a petition to Parliament against they abuse it, and have lavished upon the cat, and he will forthwith squirt it a thousand endearing terms of de- you all over with liquid tobacco, pull secration. But, depend upon it, they up his tarry trowsers, and be off with like it in their hearts, and consider it a a grin to the tune of Moll of Wapsine qua non to a prosperous voyage or ping: victorious battle. They always swear Had flogging been a grievance in the at it with a certain degree of respect; British navy, we should oftener have and were it out of the ship, what would seen the black flag. There would have become of the one half of their jokes, been more Admiral Parkers. Pay Jack and the seasoning of the other ? his wages regularly-give him good Such bodily inflictions, as crucify- junk, and proper

allowance of grog ing, impaling, breaking on the wheel, and, above all things, little as it may slitting of the nose, et cetera, et cetera, be, let him see his prize-money in are at once hideous and inefficacious. shiners, with his king's face smiling on Ruffians rise against the laws, and him, and he will let his back take care there is not one sinecure place in the of itself, and smile at a round dozen. whole executive. But what exaggera- He will die at his gun-he will laugh ting and dishonest idiots are they who in mutilation in the cockpit-his cutconfound the dreadful agonies of tor- lass will sweep the enemy's deck among tured nature with a little smarting the blast of boarders he will nail the between the shoulders, and down even colours to the mast-but strike them to the rump? Jack is himself again never. At such an order only would before Saturday night, and roaring out Jack be a mutineer; and, if it must Tom Bowling. It is delightful to hear be so, then down with the “ Barky' young ladies eloquent against flogging, to Davy's locker, for it is a capacious or even old women. Nay, it is not one, and will take in, with room to unpretty in the Miss-Mollyish mem- spare, Goliath and all her crew, cobers of a Seaman's Friend's Society: vered with canvass to her very skybut pipe all hands on board the Dread- scrapers, nought, and not a voice will be against Are admirals, commanders, captains, grimalkin.

lieutenants, all brute-beasts? No Sailors are unquestionably an extra- gentlemen all, or nearly all-if not ordinary race. Look on that fellow gentlemen born, gentlemen bred by with his glazed hat in a position that Neptune and the Nereids. Their hunot the most ingenious man of the manity may not be that of a Wilbereleven millions now ashore all over force or a Fry; but what sort of a England could reduce into practice, sea-captain would Mr Wilberforce were he to rehearse till doomsday,– make, or Mrs Fry either? When only lose yourself for a few minutes Jack's legs are both carried away by in a hopeless speculation on the name the board, that is the time to be tenof the colour of his hair,-mark, by der with him,--and there he sits waitthe external sign on the absurd ex ing, in blood, for his turn with the pression on one side of his face, the surgeon, side by side with that beau

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tiful young midshipman, whose mo- schemes will be covered with horrid ther, the daughter and wife of a duke, ridicule, and nurse a deeper pollu sent him away, but a week ago, from tion. the palace of his ancestors, with weep- As to religion, that is & still more ing and with prayers, that her boy awful subject ; and it is difficult to might do his duty. And if the young say with what lamentable ignorance lord die in his glory, and the old sea- and superstition it may not be comman survive, the one will be interred bined, and (still be religion. That to the sound of his country's thunder, sailors are, as a body, irreligious, we and the other stump into a berth in shall never believe ; for danger opens Greenwich, the noblest palace that the heart before God. Perhaps more flings its shadows over the Thames. might be done-than has ever yet been

An old spirit--the spirit of the sea, done by the government of this counbroods over our navy. The usages of try for religion in the navy-both at the race of men that belong to that sea and on shore. It would be imdominion, should be preserved to them possible to do too much, and the notill they themselves solicit their abro- blest faculties of thought, feeling, and gation. Their march is o'er the moun- eloquence, that ever graced a Christian tain wave, their home is on the deep divine, would “ find ample room and -and let those legislators whose walk verge enough," " the characters of heais on the turnpike-road, their homes ven to trace" on the ground of the nauupon the shore, beware of baffling the tical character. Psalm - singing in lives of the sons of the ocean. They floating-chapels, and such preaching as have many incomprehensible customs, we have ever chanced to hear therein, but there is a meaning in them all. seem not to us likely to enlighten or What is odious or shameful—or dis- purify—and would to heaven, Lord tressing in their lot, will fall off, as it Gambier, brave man as he is, had been has been falling off for many years, in but Archbishop of Canterbury. natural and unforced decay. Our na- Far be it from us to say what may val officers, in knowledge, in intellect, be the demands of conscience in the in science, in humanity, stand on a bosom of any man; and that Lord level with the best men on earth ; it Gambier, and others like him, are sinis false to say that they are tyrants- cere, is our honest conviction. But we

the milk of human kindness in have no hesitation whatever in saying, their heart is not diluted—the only that he is a man of very weak judgwater they use is in their grog--and ment. He ought certainly to mount a there is more pity in the calm eye

of shovel-hat; nay, in proposing to him him who has stood, fifty times, on a that he should even now go into ordeck drenched with blood and brains, ders, we are perfectly serious. We do than in all the maudlin ogles of all the not know precisely his Lordship's age saints that ever sweated in a taber. —but say that he is rather upwards of nacle.

threescore. There can be no doubt But saint and sinner shall from us that any one of all the bishops would have equal justice. The morals of ordain him without any very strict seamen we must never expect to be classical examination. They would immaculate, while the sea roars around never be so insensible to the services Britain. From sensual vices they ne- of the navy as to pluck an Admiral; ver can be free. Yet, after all, per- and being once in Deacon's orders, Lord haps their vices are rather gross and Gambier would meet with speedy proglaring, than very wicked. We know motion. We are glad to know that he with what sort of women they asso- is already very rich; and, of course, ciate-but seamen are not seducers. he would give all his tithes to the The dreadful evil that shocks us in all poor. A brilliant preacher we scarcely the streets of all great cities, comes not think it would be reasonable to hope from the wooden-walls. This, how- for in such a veteran-yet there is no ever, is a subject not to be discussed saying, and he might blow Mr Irving at present by us-only deplored. Let out of the water. We beg the reveevery man-every society of men-do rend Admiral's pardon, but these nautheir best to save their fellow-christe tical expressions, however unbecoming ians from vice. But let them know this sacred theme, stick to us like what they are about-else all their burrs. It would be curious to mark if the Reverend Dr James Gambier care Should there ever be another warried the quarter-deck into the church which God forbid-may Captain Glaswhen a parson, just as he used to cock get a ship and take an American carry the pulpit on board ship when frigate of equal force. Should he be an Admiral. Then, it would be ad- taken himself we are sure there will vantageous to the state to have a Bi- be no dishonour in defeat-but that shop in the Upper House well versed “ He will fight till not a stick would. in naval affairs. Into orders then must

stand he go and we expect he will send us On board the Arethusa !" his cocked-hat and uniform to keep for his sake.

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What's the Laird doing, Jock ?” “ Doing! what should he be doing! but sitting on his ain louping-on stane and glowring frae him ?"-Sage Sayings of Jock the Laird's Man.




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