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The Cruise of the Dolphin

by Thomas Bailey Aldrich




( An episode from The Story of a Bad Boy; the narrator being Tom
Bailey; the hero of the tale。)


Every Rivermouth boy looks upon the sea as being in some way mixed
up with his destiny。 While he is yet a baby lying in his cradle; he
hears the dull; far…off boom of the breakers; when he is older; he
wanders by the sandy shore; watching the waves that come plunging
up the beach like white…maned sea…horses; as Thoreau calls them;
his eye follows the lessening sail as it fades into the blue
horizon; and he burns for the time when he shall stand on the
quarter…deck of his own ship; and go sailing proudly across that
mysterious waste of waters。

Then the town itself is full of hints and flavors of the sea。 The
gables and roofs of the houses facing eastward are covered with red
rust; like the flukes of old anchors; a salty smell pervades the
air; and dense gray fogs; the very breath of Ocean; periodically
creep up into the quiet streets and envelop everything。 The
terrific storms that lash the coast; the kelp and spars; and
sometimes the bodies of drowned men; tossed on shore by the
scornful waves; the shipyards; the wharves; and the tawny fleet of
fishing…smacks yearly fitted out at Rivermouththese things; and a
hundred other; feed the imagination and fill the brain of every
healthy boy with dreams of adventure。 He learns to swim almost as
soon as he can walk; he draws in with his mother's milk the art of
handling an oar: he is born a sailor; whatever he may turn out to
be afterwards。

To own the whole or a portion of a rowboat is his earliest
ambition。 No wonder that I; born to this life; and coming back to
it with freshest sympathies; should have caught the prevailing
infection。 No wonder I longed to buy a part of the trim little
sailboat Dolphin; which chanced just then to be in the market。 This
was in the latter part of May。

Three shares; at five or six dollars each; I forget which; had
already been taken by Phil Adams; Fred Langdon; and Binny Wallace。
The fourth and remaining share hung fire。 Unless a purchaser could
be found for this; the bargain was to fall through。

I am afraid I required but slight urging to join in the investment。
I had four dollars and fifty cents on hand; and the treasurer of
the Centipedes (1 A secret society; composed of twelve boys of the
Temple Grammar School; Rivermouth。) advanced me the balance;
receiving my silver pencil…case as ample security。 It was a proud
moment when I stood on the wharf with my partners; inspecting the
Dolphin; moored at the foot of a very slippery flight of steps。 She
was painted white with a green stripe outside; and on the stern a
yellow dolphin; with its scarlet mouth wide open; stared with a
surprised expression at its own reflection in the water。 The boat
was a great bargain。

I whirled my cap in the air; and ran to the stairs leading down
from the wharf; when a hand was laid gently on my shoulder。 I
turned; and faced Captain Nutter (2 Tom Bailey's grandfather。) I
never saw such an old sharp…eye as he was in those days。

I knew he would not be angry with me for buying a rowboat; but I
also knew that the little bowsprit suggesting a jib and the
tapering mast ready for its few square feet of canvas were trifles
not likely to meet his approval。 As far as rowing on the river;
among the wharves; was concerned; the Captain had long since
withdrawn his decided objections; having convinced himself; by
going out with me several times; that I could manage a pair of
sculls as well as anybody。

I was right in my surmises。 He commanded me; in the most emphatic
terms; never to go out in the Dolphin without leaving the mast in
the boat…house。 This curtailed my anticipated sport; but the
pleasure of having a pull whenever I wanted it remained。 I never
disobeyed the Captain's orders touching the sail; though I
sometimes extended my row beyond the points he has indicated。 

The river was dangerous for sailboats。 Squalls; without the
slightest warning; were of frequent occurrence; scarcely a year
passed that three or four persons were not drowned under the very
windows of the town; and these; oddly enough; were generally
seacaptains; who either did not understand the river; or lacked the
skill to handle a small craft。

A knowledge of such disasters; one of which I witnessed; consoled
me somewhat when I saw Phil Adams skimming over the water in a
spanking breeze with every stitch of canvas set。 There were few
better yachtsmen than Phil Adams。 He usually went sailing alone;
for both Langdon and Binny Wallace were under the same restrictions
I was。

Not long after the purchase of the boat; we planned an excursion to
Sandpeep Island; the last of the islands in the harbor。 We purposed
to start early in the morning; and return with the tide in the
moonlight。 Our only difficulty was to obtain a whole day's
exemption from school; the customary half…holiday not being long
enough for our picnic。 Somehow; we could not work it; but fortune
arranged it for us。 I may say here; that; whatever else I did; I
never played truant (〃hookey〃 we called it) in my life。

One afternoon the four owners of the Dolphin exchanged significant
glances when Mr。 Grimshaw announced from the desk that there would
be no school the following day; he having just received
intelligence of the death of his uncle in Boston。 I was sincerely
attached to Mr。 Grimshaw; but I am afraid that the death of his
uncle did not affect me as it ought to have done。

We were up before sunrise the next morning; in order to take
advantage of the flood…tide; which waits for no man。 Our
preparations for the cruise were made the previous evening。 In the
way of eatables and drinkables; we had stored in the stern of the
Dolphin a generous bag of hard…tack (for the chowder); a piece of
pork to fry the cunners in; three gigantic apple pies (bought at
Pettingil's); half a dozen lemons; and a keg of spring waterthe
last…named articles were slung over the side; to keep it cool; as
soon as we got under way。 The crockery and the bricks for our camp…
stove we placed in the bows with the groceries; which included
sugar; pepper; salt; and a bottle of pickles。 Phil Adams
contributed to the outfit a small tent of unbleached cotton cloth;
under which we intended to take our nooning。

We unshipped the mast; threw in an extra oar; and were ready to
embark。 I do not believe that Christopher Columbus; when he started
on his rather successful voyage of discovery; felt half the
responsibility and importance that weighed upon me as I sat on the
middle seat of the Dolphin; with my oar resting in the rowlock。 I
wonder if Christopher Columbus quietly slipped out of the house
without letting his estimable family know what he was up to?
Charley Marden; whose father had promised to cane him if he ever
stepped foot on sail or row boat; came down to the wharf in a sour…
grape humor; to see us off。 Nothing would tempt him to go out on
the river in such a crazy clam…shell of a boat。 He pretended that
he did not expect to behold us alive again; and tried to throw a
wet blanket over the expedition。

〃Guess you'll have a squally time of it;〃 said Charley; casting off
the painter。 〃I'll drop in at old Newbury's〃 (Newbury was the
parish undertaker) 〃and leave word; as I go along!〃

〃Bosh!〃 muttered Phil Adams; sticking the boathook into the
string…piece of the wharf; and sending the Dolphin half a dozen
yards toward the current。

How calm and lovely the river was! Not a ripple stirred on the
glassy surface; broken only by the sharp cutwater of our tiny
craft。 The sun; as round and red as an August moon; was by this
time peering above the water…line。

The town had drifted behind us; and we were entering among the
group of islands。 Sometimes we could almost touch with our boat…
hook the shelving banks on either side。 As we neared the mouth of
the harbor; a little breeze now and then wrinkled the blue water;
shook the spangles from the foliage; and gently lifted the spiral
mist…wreaths that still clung alongshore。 The measured dip of our
oars and the drowsy twitterings of the birds

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