people are so smart and educated like a hell, still get nowhere when there arise a question of the politics

I had been accustomed to a hard outdoor life and hard work that suit well to my circulation, so one could say that I was hard like an Indian of the Rocky Mountains, I felt that I could be a little bit too crude and awkward for the work like the mess-servant; still I did my work as well as I could, for I never had a habit to refrain from any kind of work.

One morning Rissa send for me. I found her sitting at a tiny writing table and after I got seated, she turned to look at me and said.

" You Charles are a strong young man, and I can see you been accustomed to doing a hard work, so I told to the captain that you will shift to deck; that's better for you. You could have more payment, and soon you will be an ordinary seaman. can take a wheel and act like the lookout on the bridge, you can learn the basic routine of a sailor. I said to the captain that this boy will be a good sailor, and so we agreed that you could receive the vacancy as a deck boy, even today you can shift your gear over aft. The official muster of the change will be later. Now, get moving."

I thanked her for all that she had done and had spoken on behalf of me to the captain and has satisfied with my performance. I took my gears and shifted to the aft, under the poop deck, down by the companionway, to the port side of the ship, into the small cabin which was to be my home for the nex year.

The cabin was small and in addition of the two bunks, there also were two naked portholes facing out of the slanting bulkhead. The lower bunk was full of sooty bedclothes, but the upper one seemed to be empty; I settled on it.