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Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1908. Excerpt: ... II MESSBOY, CAPTAIN, AND MATE 'Tom Riley on a Burning Deck handsome British steamship > Mersey, Captain Dawson, twenty>two hundred tons, built of iron, and loaded with cotton for Liverpool, lay in the Mississippi River off New Orleans, ready for sea. Her steam-winch was hoisting the anchor, and all the eighteen members of her crew were busy, except two. One of these idle persons was Captain Dawson, who was lying helpless in his berth with a broken leg. The other was the boy whose name was last on the crew-list, "Tom Riley, messboy." Tom Riley, of New York, the messboy, having nothing better to do at the moment, stood leaning over the rail, taking his last look at New Orleans. He looked with some interest at the steamer, too, for he had never been on board of her before that morning. "It's rather a roundabout trip," he said to himself, "to go home to New York by way of Liverpool. But any port in a storm. I haven't been in Liverpool for 'most three years, and I might as well go there as anywhere. There's always a chance between Liverpool and New York." As the ship dropped slowly down the river, Tom Riley gave a farewell look at the greatest city of the South, and, sitting down by the galley door, fell to work scouring a heap of cookingpans. Though his name was on the crew-list, and he was large for his sixteen years, and well made, still he did not look, sitting there barefooted and coatless, like a boy who in a few days was to command the vessel, and set the whole nautical world to talking. While he worked away, whistling, a young man stopped near him and began to talk. This was Dave Lewis, the third engineer, just off his watch. Probably it was Tom's youthful appearance that attracted Lewis, for the young engineer was not more than twenty himself. "Work while you can, lad," Le...