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The Mirror of the Sea
by Joseph Conrad
Contents:
I。 Landfalls and Departures
IV。 Emblems of Hope
VII。 The Fine Art
X。 Cobwebs and Gossamer
XIII。 The Weight of the Burden
XVI。 Overdue and Missing
XX。 The Grip of the Land
XXII。 The Character of the Foe
XXV。 Rules of East and West
XXX。 The Faithful River
XXXIII。 In Captivity
XXXV。 Initiation
XXXVII。 The Nursery of the Craft
XL。 The Tremolino
XLVI。 The Heroic Age
CHAPTER I。
〃And shippes by the brinke comen and gon;
And in swich forme endure a day or two。〃
THE FRANKELEYN'S TALE。
Landfall and Departure mark the rhythmical swing of a seaman's life
and of a ship's career。 From land to land is the most concise
definition of a ship's earthly fate。
A 〃Departure〃 is not what a vain people of landsmen may think。 The
term 〃Landfall〃 is more easily understood; you fall in with the
land; and it is a matter of a quick eye and of a clear atmosphere。
The Departure is not the ship's going away from her port any more
than the Landfall can be looked upon as the synonym of arrival。
But there is this difference in the Departure: that the term does
not imply so much a sea event as a definite act entailing a process
… the precise observation of certain landmarks by means of the
compass card。
Your Landfall; be it a peculiarly…shaped mountain; a rocky
headland; or a stretch of sand…dunes; you meet at first with a
single glance。 Further recognition will follow in due course; but
essentially a Landfall; good or bad; is made and done with at the
first cry of 〃Land ho!〃 The Departure is distinctly a ceremony of
navigation。 A ship may have left her port some time before; she
may have been at sea; in the fullest sense of the phrase; for days;
but; for all that; as long as the coast she was about to leave
remained in sight; a southern…going ship of yesterday had not in
the sailor's sense begun the enterprise of a passage。
The taking of Departure; if not the last sight of the land; is;
perhaps; the last professional recognition of the land on the part
of a sailor。 It is the technical; as distinguished from the
sentimental; 〃good…bye。〃 Henceforth he has done with the coast
astern of his ship。 It is a matter personal to the man。 It is not
the ship that takes her departure; the seaman takes his Departure
by means of cross…bearings which fix the place of the first tiny
pencil…cross on the white expanse of the track…chart; where the
ship's position at noon shall be marked by just such another tiny
pencil cross for every day of her passage。 And there may be sixty;
eighty; any number of these crosses on the ship's track from land
to land。 The greatest number in my experience was a hundred and
thirty of such crosses from the pilot station at the Sand Heads in
the Bay of Bengal to the Scilly's light。 A bad passage。 。 。
A Departure; the last professional sight of land; is always good;
or at least good enough。 For; even if the weather be thick; it
does not matter much to a ship having all the open sea before her
bows。 A Landfall may be good or bad。 You encompass the earth with
one particular spot of it in your eye。 In all the devious tracings
the course of a sailing…ship leaves upon the white paper of a chart
she is always aiming for that one little spot … maybe a small
island in the ocean; a single headland upon the long coast of a
continent; a lighthouse on a bluff; or simply the peaked form of a
mountain like an ant…heap afloat upon the waters。 But if you have
sighted it on the expected bearing; then that Landfall is good。
Fogs; snowstorms; gales thick with clouds and rain … those are the
enemies of good Landfalls。
II。
Some commanders of ships take their Departure from the home coast
sadly; in a spirit of grief and discontent。 They have a wife;
children perhaps; some affection at any rate; or perhaps only some
pet vice; that must be left behind for a year or more。 I remember
only one man who walked his deck with a springy step; and gave the
first course of the passage in an elated voice。 But he; as I
learned afterwards; was leaving nothing behind him; except a welter
of debts and threats of legal proceedings。
On the other hand; I have known many captains who; directly their
ship had left the narrow waters of the Channel; would disappear
from the sight of their ship's company altogether for some three
days or more。 They would take a long dive; as it were; into their
state…room; only to emerge a few days afterwards with a more or
less serene brow。 Those were the men easy to get on with。
Besides; such a complete retirement seemed to imply a satisfactory
amount of trust in their officers; and to be trusted displeases no
seaman worthy of the name。
On my first voyage as chief mate with good Captain MacW… I remember
that I felt quite flattered; and went blithely about my duties;
myself a commander for all practical purposes。 Still; whatever the
greatness of my illusion; the fact remained that the real commander
was there; backing up my self…confidence; though invisible to my
eyes behind a maple…wood veneered cabin…door with a white china
handle。
That is the time; after your Departure is taken; when the spirit of
your commander communes with you in a muffled voice; as if from the
sanctum sanctorum of a temple; because; call her a temple or a
〃hell afloat〃 … as some ships have been called … the captain's
state…room is surely the august place in every vessel。
The good MacW… would not even come out to his meals; and fed
solitarily in his holy of holies from a tray covered with a white
napkin。 Our steward used to bend an ironic glance at the perfectly
empty plates he was bringing out from there。 This grief for his
home; which overcomes so many married seamen; did not deprive
Captain MacW… of his legitimate appetite。 In fact; the steward
would almost invariably come up to me; sitting in the captain's
chair at the head of the table; to say in a grave murmur; 〃The
captain asks for one more slice of meat and two potatoes。〃 We; his
officers; could hear him moving about in his berth; or lightly
snoring; or fetching deep sighs; or splashing and blowing in his
bath…room; and we made our reports to him through the keyhole; as
it were。 It was the crowning achievement of his amiable character
that the answers we got were given in a quite mild and friendly
tone。 Some commanders in their periods of seclusion are constantly
grumpy; and seem to resent the mere sound of your voice as an
injury and an insult。
But a grumpy recluse cannot worry his subordinates: whereas the
man in whom the sense of duty is strong (or; perhaps; only the
sense of self…importance); and who persists in airing on deck his
moroseness all day … and perhaps half the night … becomes a
grievous infliction。 He walks the poop darting gloomy glances; as
though he wished to poison the sea; and snaps your head off
savagely whenever you happen to blunder within earshot。 And these
vagaries are the harder to bear patiently; as becomes a man and an
officer; because no sailor is really good…tempered during the first
few days of a voyage。 There are regrets; memories; the instinctive
longing for the departed idleness; the instinctive hate of all
work。 Besides; things have a knack of going wrong at the start;
especially in the matter of irritating trifles。 And there is the
abiding thought of a whole year of more or less hard life before
one; because there was hardly a southern…going voyage in the
yesterday of the sea which meant anything less than a twelvemonth。
Yes; it needed a few days after the taking of your departure for a
ship's company to shake down into their places; and for the
soothing deep…water ship routine to establish its beneficent sway。
It is a great doctor for sore hearts and sore heads; too; your
ship's routine; which I have seen soothe … at least for a time …
the most turbulent of spirits。 There is health in it; and peace;
and satisfaction of the accomplished round; for each day of the
ship's life seems to close a circle within the wide ring of the sea
horizon。 It borrows a certain dignity of sameness from the
majestic monotony of the sea。 He who loves the sea loves also the
ship's routine。
Nowhere else than upon the sea do the days; weeks and months fall
away quicker into the past。 They seem to be left astern as easily
as the light air…bubbles in the swirls of
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