by it. The captain of the watch said he didn’t believe in it.
He said he reckoned the bar’l gained on us because it was in a little
better current than what we was. He said it would leave by and by.
‘So then we went to talking about other things, and we had a song,
and then a breakdown; and after that the captain of the watch called
for another song; but it was clouding up, now, and the bar’l stuck right
thar in the same place, and the song didn’t seem to have much warm-up
to it, somehow, and so they didn’t finish it, and there warn’t any cheers,
but it sort of dropped flat, and nobody said anything for a minute.
Then everybody tried to talk at once, and one chap got off a joke,
but it warn’t no use, they didn’t laugh, and even the chap
that made the joke didn’t laugh at it, which ain’t usual.
We all just settled down glum, and watched the bar’l, and was oneasy
and oncomfortable. Well, sir, it shut down black and still,
and then the wind begin to moan around, and next the lightning begin
to play and the thunder to grumble. And pretty soon there was
a regular storm, and in the middle of it a man that was running aft
stumbled and fell and sprained his ankle so that he had to lay up.
This made the boys shake their heads. And every time the lightning come,
there was that bar’l with the blue lights winking around it.
We was always on the look-out for it. But by and by, towards dawn,
she was gone. When the day come we couldn’t see her anywhere, and we
warn’t sorry, neither.
‘But next night about half-past nine, when there was songs and high
jinks going on, here she comes again, and took her old roost on the
stabboard side. There warn’t no more high jinks. Everybody got solemn;
nobody talked; you couldn’t get anybody to do anything but set
around moody and look at the bar’l. It begun to cloud up again.
When the watch changed, the off watch stayed up, ‘stead of turning in.
The storm ripped and roared around all night, and in the middle of it
another man tripped and sprained his ankle, and had to knock off.
The bar’l left towards day, and nobody see it go.
‘Everybody was sober and down in the mouth all day. I don’t mean
the kind of sober that comes of leaving liquor alone–not that.
They was quiet, but they all drunk more than usual–not together–
but each man sidled off and took it private, by himself.
‘After dark the off watch didn’t turn in; nobody sung,
nobody talked; the boys didn’t scatter around, neither; they sort
of huddled together, forrard; and for two hours they set there,
perfectly still, looking steady in the one direction, and heaving
a sigh once in a while. And then, here comes the bar’l again.
She took up her old place. She staid there all night;
nobody turned in. The storm come on again, after midnight.
It got awful dark; the rain poured down; hail, too; the thunder
boomed and roared and bellowed; the wind blowed a hurricane;
and the lightning spread over everything in big sheets of glare,
and showed the whole raft as plain as day; and the river
lashed up white as milk as far as you could see for miles,
and there was that bar’l jiggering along, same as ever.
The captain ordered the watch to man the after sweeps for a crossing,
and nobody would go–no more sprained ankles for them, they said.
They wouldn’t even walk aft. Well then, just then the sky split
wide open, with a crash, and the lightning killed two men of the
after watch, and crippled two more. Crippled them how, says you?
Why, sprained their ankles
‘The bar’l left in the dark betwixt lightnings, towards dawn.
Well, not a body eat a bite at breakfast that morning.
After that the men loafed around, in twos and threes, and talked
low together. But none of them herded with Dick Allbright.
They all give him the cold shake. If he come around