A SQUARE-RIGGER'S VIEW OF "25 SOUTH STREET" SEAMEN'S CHURCH INSTITUTE OF NEW YORK .§anrtuury From the writings 01 Emonuel Swedenborg , about 1766: The Lookout "I counsel seafarers to pray to the Lord, for He and none other is God of heaven and earth and the sea. Men who traverse the sea, and who look IX OCTOBER, 1948 NUMBER 10 to the Lord, shun evils as sins, and do their duty sincerely, justly, and faith. %EXXx fully, are often more devoted in their morning and evening prayers than -~~======~~~~==~~~~~~ landsmen because they trust more to Divine Providence. Their occupation is I~es and/or text cannot be displayed due to copyright restrictions a greater use than many others, because by means of it there is commu ni. cation, and, as it were, conjunction of all the whole with its parts, and of its parts with the whole. It is excellent work when from their knowledge they act prudently; when they perform their duties with vigilance and sobriety, that the voyage may be successful ; when they do not rashly expose themselves to danger, nor lose their courage when in the midst of dangers unforeseen; and being saved from them, render praise and thanks to the Lord." (Original manuscript is in the library 0/ the Royal Acade my of Sciences, Stockholm. )
VOL. XXXIX, SEPTEMBER, 1948 Copyright, 1948, by the Seamen's ChU1'ch Institute of New York, Inc. PUBLISHED MONTHLY by the SEAMEN'S CHURCH INSTITUTE OF NEW YORK CLARENCE G. MICHALIS President THOMAS ROBERTS Secretary and Treasurer REV. RAYMOND S. HALL, D.D. Assistant nir~clor MARJORIE DENT CANDEE, Editor POLLY WEAVER BEATON, Assoc. Editor $1.00 per year tOc per copy Gifts of $5.00 per year and over include a year's subscription to "THE LOOKOUT". Elltered as scco"d class mailer July 8, 1925, at New York, N. Y., "ruler ti,e act of Marcil 3, 1879. Address all commu.nications to SEAMEN'S CHURCH INSTITUTE OF NEW YORK 25 SOUTH ST., NEW YORK 4, N. Y. Telephone 130wlin[! (;r.-" 0.2710 - COMING TO OUR BENEFIT? Wednesday evening, Nov. 3rd, performance of "LIFE 'WITH MOTHER," at the Empire Theatre . This is the heart.warming and hilarious sequel to "Life With Father" with Dorothy Stickney and Howard Lindsay in the stellar roles again. Seats assigned in order of reservation . .. MAKE YOU RS NOW! Harry Forsyth, Benefit Committee, 25 South Street, New York 4. -- mages and/or text cannot be displayed due to copyright restrictions VALEDICTION By Richard Peterson, Oiler
T was a sad day for me in Seattle indifference. All my enthusiasm went I "hen I paused on the dock to look into keeping this boisterous band in Rep,,',iled f"ol/l The New Y orll Times for the !.ast time at my ship, my home smooth time. J il l:), 31, 1948, by special pcn"issi,,,," for over fifteen months. After my watch, it was good to A merchant seaman, I had signed stroll on deck and inhale the fresh up a an oiler on the 5.5. George E. salty air again. Seagulls would hover Hale. She had played a big part in aloft. Their trim forms soared high my life. But now, old and weary, and low on the springy air-currents_ ,he was going into retirement with Sometimes a frisky school of por SQUARE-RIGGER FROM LISBON NORWAY'S "WHITE SWAN" the reserve fl eet. Transfixed in poise raced beside the bow. Blue streamlined shapes split the water's The squ a r ~ ·rigg e d ~ hiJl S(Igr ~s, a Portu· Norway's fam ous "White S wan of th e memories, I recalled a typical day surface, only to plunge again into gll t:~e naval tra ining ves el, arrived in ew Seven ea ," the full-ri gged trai ning ship at ~ea. York for a week's visit after calls at Boston, Christian R adich, stands out like a pic ture Each morning a a brisk shower lh e ocean depLhs. As the day wore on, tired but Provincetown and Providence. from a tory boo k as she swings in her "hi. ked away my drowsiness, I could mooring at Pier 6, the East Ri ver, folio\\'· hear the cook in his galley complain happy men relaxed while the sun The Sagres, under the command of Lie u· ing a twenty·seven·day trip from 0 10, with ,oftly while pots and pans shifted dipped its head into the west Tender tena nt Commander Santiago da Silva Ponce, a stopover at Madeira. Despite the harsh with the sway of the ship. Lusty notes rolled into the evening air from is ul e first Pnrtuguese 11aysl vessel to rearh treatment she received at the hands of the comer. alion from hungry men fil some cherished guitar_ A mellow Am erican shores sin('e World Wa r II. Nazis during occupati on, the three·masted t~red through the click of breakfast breeze swept fluffy clouds across sil in t: ~ ee n cadets are on a routine trainillg rrigat e today is still a proud and trim·look· d1She!';. Over the horizon a radiant ver stars. Soft moonlight slashed over cruise which hegan at Lisbon ]\fay 21. Be· ing craft. She di plays the same graceful . un poked its head into day. an inky·blue sea. • sides the radets, there i a sh i p's rom pany lines in her length of 192.1 feet as she did At eight o'clock a shrill bell called All too soon, a bell would ring of 288, including thirtt'e n ofli t·ers. twenty· back in 1939 when she swept by th e Statue mE' ,into the gloomy depths of the through the darkness calling me to four pPltr om er , 20J ~ ail o r , and fifty ea· of Liberty and in. tantly neated a oe n ~ a ti o n ~nglne room_ Armed with an oil can the rhythm of the engine room again_ men in training. In k"t'pin g; with a ( ' U ~ tOIll in the world '~ larp:est city. .ambled among the bustling ma But !lOW I was leaving that life. of the Portuguese avy th at t' \ e rr ('0 urs(' ~llIn~ry, squirting oil on laboring On the verge of tears, I turned ... For ten days the Christian Radich, a 676· mu t have a patron, thi' CTui'e i ~ c- alled the I raring. Steam whistled through a and lefl my home. ton . hip, wa with II in New York before Pedro Alva re Cabral, in hnllor of >1 Portu· raky valve. Clamoring en gines and Somewhere, I know, a lonesome moving 011 to Leith, Scotland, then back to g u e ~e navi gator. ar-hinery blended into a harmonious ship waits. 0 smoke eddies from Norwegian waters. Welcome, oTway's 1 CI~orl\. of power. The fuel pump her sta ck. Salt-water licks at her The vo ya gt'. whi (' h ill l'lud .. d ·tol'" at til .. "White Swa n of the Seven Seas" - a true leked sharply. Boilers roaring a rusty bruises. Her worn decks long Madeira a nd Cape V(' rde 1.1 ul1d. , was iliad .. symbol of a l' ourageous little country that d h~ep bass united with the smooth for the tread of sejlmen; she yearns almo. t entirel ul/der sails. the ship usin g would 110t acrept defeat during the Second her two 350·hor epower Di es,>1 engi ne. main· Igh tenor of the generators. At for the whip of the sea against her World War! aced ly for entering and leaving ports and during th intervals the water pump bow and the pulse of an engine, calm __ The 8agres has a di spl acement of Rep,.'"I"" fro lll ti,e N. Y . H erald.Triblj/I'·, g' umped. Nonchalantly, the main en answerin g the call to duty, - a call 948 Ine huffed and puffed with lordly that may never come. 4,500 tons and was launched in 1906. A " y""t 4, 1 2 ] "My Most Unforgettable Shipmate" - First Prize By James H. Parsons, A.B. Seaman EDITOR'S NOTE: again by submarines, torpedo Pia Stuka and high-altitude hO bnes. When we wrote to the ayal Surgeon l11 et described in the following es ay, a king per· Seemingly the Germans hurled ev . mission to use his name, he vouched for the thing at u except a Panzer divisi ety. accuracy of the fact contained therein, but On the fifth day, as we limped modestly requested us not to use his name. ~Il. So we are referring to him as "Commander the White Sea, low-flying planes S~~k The S. S. Patrick Henry X." the S IS Kentucky to score the a" ed \lith the Henry as a double target, even during my stay in a Russian hos thirteenth kill, and in this wild 21, y most unforgettable shipmate e~ Pwer"ed sharply away and the British pital. From our melodramatic meeting gagement I was hIt· by twenty-eigh M wa a Surgeon Commander of sailors tugged frantically at my make prang an odd friendship which in pieces of hrapnel in my che t, kidne ~ shift stretcher as the pace between creased my respect for him as an offi Britain's Royal avy. We were liter· and leg. When the shooting Wa ov) ally thrown together during a seven the tWO shi ps widened. cer of unshakeable courage and a the skipper of my ship, Captain Rich~ gentleman of great culture and under day battle in the Arctic in 1942, and The last desperate yank saved me; ard Ellis of Houston, signalled for standing. I was in close touch with him for nine medical assistance and the ubiquitous I came tumbling do\ n, being tossed weeks. He was Commander "X" of He was a man of triking appear C--. began maneuvering to take lne from my tretcher and cra hing in a the rescue ship ance - young, not yet forty; tall, C-- . aboard. My heavy clothing wa cut beap. half-naked and bleeding on the Our convoy, plodding toward Arch· from me and I wa wrapped in blank. C---'s snow-covered deck. As was broad-shouldered and slim-hipped, angel through a September haze, was ets and loosely lashed to a set of bunk their duty, the British boy didn't with features that were arrestingly intercepted by enemy planes off Spitz springs to facilitate my tran fer which waste any more time on me but dashed hand ome in a virile, rugged way. His bergen and we lost eight cargo ships was to be made while the tw o ships ofF to the more impOltant business of nose was straight and narrow, fore in ten minutes. Commander X's gal maintained top convoy speed. adding the C--'s shells to the heavy head high_ mouth sensitive, the grey lant little hip handled more than Snow was falling, the sea was barrage being thrown up. Gun of hi, eyes being accentuated by brows 250 survivors on that fateful Sunday choppy; I was dazed and in pain belched name everywhere and shrap of reddish hue which perfectly morning. My own ship, the now fa and scared. nel spattered all around. matched the color of hi neatly-trim med beard and mou. tache. mous SIS Patrick Henry, first Liberty The 1,600-ton rescue ship pushed in Then. through the swirling snow, I ship built, was pock-marked by shrap alongside the I umbering Henry like a w the wraith-like figure of a man in For three years, ince. the outbreak nel but otherwise undamaged. terrier snuggling against a Great Dane officer·' uniform running toward me. of war in 1939, he had been almost The attack at Spitzbergen was the and my shipmates lifted me to the bul· crouching low as he dodged along the constantly on hazardous convoy duty, beginning of a week's nightmare of warks to ease me over to the British deck. Reaching the spot where I lay. ranging the North Sea and English shrieking alarm bells, booming depth seamen below. But just then another be flung himself down at my side with Channel during Britain's darkest days. charges and roaring gUlls; of sinking squadron of strafing planes swooped the agility of a fullback recovering a He had treated innumerable combat ships and dying men. From there to in and all hell broke loose again. The rlllllble, extending one arm acro my wounds and many a seaman owed life Archangel we were stru k at time and wary little S.S. C--_, not to be trap' ~ t and pressing clo e to shield my or limb to his skill in surgery. dy with his own. Though he never broached the sub ject or attempted to convert anyone to : leady, old boy, steady_" he said his faith. he was a man of genuine ~mly as hot lead thudded around us. we'll get through this one, too!" religiou feeling. For a while the Ger mans were lashing at the remnants of b We lay huddled together for per our convoy with such regularity we .)'P fi.\'e minutes, until there was a could accurately foretell the hour of ~up III firing, and then he rose and their next attack. During these lulls, ha an dragging me to cover single when not tending patients, the Com nded. pulling me with all possible mander would it at a table in the sick rntleness through a doorway leading bay and ilently read from a novel by Oth(' , hip' operating room. Dicken. After reading awhile, he would put the book away, don hi cap lid that, as you will have guessed. and life-jacket, and say, "Jerry i due Is my introduction to Commander back any minute, lads. Would anyone who wa to be a sort of guardian care for a tot of rum?" And with this lngel to me for the next two months. . miling invitation he'd lift a huge Drawing bJ' Gordon Crall/ 4 5 Hagon of avy Rum and pour a man the operation the British fre' Headwinds ized drink for any patient feeling the Goolistan had been torpedoed \V;~ t~r need of a bracer. hands lost. th e convoy had Catt all He visited me often in the gloomy, and the C--. wa on her OWn. eted ramshackle hospital to which I had We eventually arrived in Gla been transferred, always bringing cig all right and the Commander a,!g01l' arette and reading maLter. Once he afely stowed in an ambulance wh~e was caught there at the beginning of would take me inland to one of leh a three-hour air raid and helped carry land's be. t ho pital . His farewell ~~t. me down four flights of stairs to an underground shel ter. ~ypi~al of the man. H~ wished nIe I~~k m hIs courteous preCIse manner 8t When the 5.5. C--. wa finally a captain. Olaf, if I had a few dollars ped back from my stretcher and ~ai e: By Art McAnney, Bosun . I'd get off thi crate right now." All ready to head back for Scotland with his hand in a gesture which may no d other hips of our decimated convoy, Ed'tor's Note: V:'hen old salts remini ce of us felt the arne way. seem to be inane, but which carried II ~ut the days of sail they sometimes speak the Commander arranged for me to be 8 Our next meal wa the same old special meaning for millions in tho~: r "hungry hip." Here i a true yarn !houl one as told by a bosun who sailed stew. --These headwind skippers who taken aboard despite the fact I was hectic days-the V-for-Victory sign. n sur-h a ship many years ago. What a 1' 011- heat their way up the coa t, tacking still a tretcher case. He didn't want old ' h' 1 to leave me in Archangel for the mid Six years have pa sed since I la t tra-t "it 1 to ay S . IpS. from starboard to port. tarving their winter freeze which would make the saw Commander "X," but even todal crew, sending them a loft in all port inaccessible for everal week. \\ hen things go wrong for me and} \\ AS on a three-masted barque weather, I've kno\\ n 'em before," On the fourth day out, however, I de get out of sort with the world I can I bound for Alaska. r had shipped said Olaf. ve loped a raging fever and he decided find comfort and encouragemenL in the out of San Pedro with some fine lads. I often think of them and wonder Over at the end of the table were to operate on my suppurating leg recollection of those word he uttered a group of boys talking of back home they still go to ea. Some of us which still had half a dozen pieces of high in the Arctic amid th e din of if on the farms they'd come from. They had arri\'ed in 'Frisco and were taken shrapnel embedded in the knee-joint. guns and the drum-rattle of . hrapnel : told me they wanted to !:ee the world out to the ship in a launch. She was Gas wa admini tered and when I "Steady_ old boy, steady. We'll get and that' why they shipped before awoke he gravely told me that during pa t thi one. too! " anchored in th e stream waiting for the northwest storm to blowout so the ma 1. I felt sorry for these lads we could get under way. when they should meet up with the Skipper, when he'd sent them aloft in When I came aboard and took one a heavy blow. look at the Ca ptain's burly face and Then J heard Olaf and wen on A egro seaman requested (and wa THE BOOKS THAT DID NOT BURN heard his rough peech I got worried. given) two grammar books in rabic to A eaman on board the City 0/ Rochester and Iri h 1ike talkin a again: "He's help him in teaching the language to a reported to our Conrad Library ahout th e Tho. e cold, gray eyes looked at you the same skipper who hanghaied me fellow st"aman. fire which had burned out two holds reo 80 hard. He had big feet and a big once and fed me the same kind of cently. He stated "The c rew manap;ed 10 chew of tobacco in his mouth. Al * * * * save all the fine books you gave us ! Whith old stew and left me in Chile on the though I realized he was a tough beach." "It's him all right," agreed A eaman in a :-'farine Ho pi tal tele proves how much we think of readlllg one, my course was et as I was a phoned to thank the liLrarian for 8 die- material aboars:] ship." Mike. "But I'm broke and I've been tionary they had ent him, and to request hu ky, well-built lad of seafaring SEA-GOING CHRISTOPH ERS a month on the beach so what el e 8 book on old illuminated English letter ~amily. My grandfather was a ail can I do?" , He is an old sea Romeo, ing. He wanted to make a fae-simile of Seamen reading in the Conrad LibraI')· I~g hip captain and I used to hear too. I remember," Olaf aid. some verses he had written. 25 South St., discovered that there V!e~e hIm tell of those hard-ea e mates and three famous navigators who sailed theJf went up on deck and saw the * * * * ships to America whose first names were kippers. low 1 had met one. I wa r Christopher : hdstopher Columbu in going to have any tangle with Skipper who was cursing the head SEAMAN INVENTOR t h?l Santa Maria, Christopher Jone in t: 1m . If he said "Go aloft," I'd go! winds. "Say," he shouted to the Mate. A Puerto Rican seaman was in looking "M ay(Jower," Christopher ewport in tho. "Some 10nah must be on board!" for a picture of a seaman in a bosun's "Sarah Constant" which sailed to .lame' i Went below to change my clothes "Yes, and some farmers, too," agreed chair painting a ship's funnel. We found town, Va. from England. and we had our first meal: stew and it and he then explained that he hn in the Mate. I was looking aloft when vented - and had patented - a gadget COMPASS IN A BUCKET! ~ prunes. some old bread and coffee. the Captain caught sight of me. "Hey~ that will in ure safety in that task. He When running during hazy or thick f~. f r,t~r dinner we were down in the you!" he roared. I trembled in my wanted a photograph I' to take a picture and you ha'e reason to believ )'011 1' CO to o c sle talking. " ay," aid a Swede boots but answered "Yes, sir?" that he could end to the shipping com pass has cons id ~rab l e devialio~ .dlle rn U ~~ed Olaf, to the others lying on panies and one of our seamen photo· large masses of Iron, uch devl8t lO n. 8 elr bunk , "Ain't that old Hungry "You another hay hand? Irish, graphers got permi ion from hi ship' be overcome by placing the comp a~s l'ber huh? Ever sail before?" officer to take them. The inventor-seaman metal bucket taking care that the lub.-rh tew Skipper?" Mike, an Irish sailor, thinks his gadget will sell as the hipping line is in line, or very nearly ,0. "I 'In \\ered. "It sure looks like him. "On schooners down the Coast companies would stand to save thou. and the keel. U~t Our burn luck to draw him for and thl' Islands," I replied bravely. of dollars compensation money by m;ing it. CAPT. CHARLES E. 6 7 "You do what you're told and Listenillg to all this 1 had U I th \\heel:' What a scramble as the plow handles on the ratlines. That you'll be all right," he aid. "I am ing to be back in San Pedro f"~' I'd wind bit our faces! Up goes will keep tho e farmhands from bein' master of this ship no monkey good room and tasting ham and en & Olaf. Mike and Swenson on the homesick!" yelled the Captain. hines." , g for breakfa t. But it was no tirne f M te's watch, aloft. The young "Say, Captain, how about a At supper, Olaf dared to protest regrets, now. We were signed on Ot :enhands were running up and change of grub?" to the Captain: "Is this all we're On the bunk Olaf off watch a wn the deck not knowing what to ' , ng r "What do you want - chicken g~ing to get the whole voyage, Cap. a chantey: "Blow. Boys, Blow." Th d~. and the Captain was roaring. tam, stew and prunes?" three time a day?" And so the young lads were watching and liste e "There they are - farmers! }onahs! "What you want, ham and eggs?" O .\Jl of them! Take them along, Mr. prunes and stew continued to be our ing to Olaf, wide·eyed. Chan tie we ' the Skipper retorted. There was dead Te Mate, that'll te.ach 'em!" The older diet. The Skipper went to the new to th em. Up on deck the Skipp silence after that. • eT experienced saIlors finally got the steward. "Cut down the grub, . ext day, 1 overheard Olaf talk. kept muttenng to the Mate: " HeaQ. kids on the lower t'gallant yard. Mike teward," he ordered. "They are get· lIlg about orwegian Annie In winds!" "I've got to find ·that Jonahl went up th e royal and took the gasket ting too sassy. A hungry rew works 'Frisco. He asked Mike, "Did she Come on down in the cabin and hav~ off. The lads hung on for dear life better. Give them some malted milk ~ver get married?" Mike replied, a drink. "Sure," said the willing on the foot ropes. They were eeing tablets." Sure, to a barge Captain, and they Mate. the world with a vengeance! The Olaf and Swenson and Mike were own a farm, too." "Remember the The wind was howling from the old windjammer was rolling heavily, raving. "I told you we should have time our Hungry·Stew Skipper wa northwe t, with a cold rain. The old and how they hung on is a mystery. got off in 'Fri co," Olaf said. in love with her?" Olaf asked "We'd better turn back," the Mate barque was still anchored in the bay One day th e Captain said: "Sing "Yeah? I never knew that," ad\ised the Skipper. "We'll make no Mik~ waiting for good weather. Four day me a chantey, Olaf, sing me a replied. headway against this northwester. of stew and prune ! At last, a tug chantey for a fair wind." So Olaf "Then he fell out of lo~e and after Let's go back and get another crew." blew a whistle and out came OUr sang "Blow, Boys Blow for 'Frisco." " 0 . " roared the captain. "I'll make she had treated him so nice too Then he started to remind the Skip· hungry crew on deck. The Captain sailors of them farm·hands before bouaht him food and drink, he de: per of the old days. "Remember tbat serted her for a bleached hlonde on ordered us to heave up the anchor. thi~ trip i over." Old Hungry was I threw a line, and the crew heaved in a had mood. "What you . teering?" time we were drinking in 'Fri co and the Barbary Coa t." hanghai Brown met u?" "Shut a haw er on board and the old tug he a~ked me. " orthwe t by north. "That's the way with these fair. up," commanded the Captain. "I was ,,:eather skippers," commented Mike, tarted to tug us along right into head ir:' I replied. He grumbled and walked away. never shanghaied in my life." "Let's No good at sea, no good ashore." I inds. We were under way at last! have a drink, now," Olaf said. Swenson spoke up. "He's a lazy man. So we were outside, and the The cold wind and spray made the foot ropes and the ratlines slippery "Malted milk tablets are good enough too." "And an old tew." aareed hungry tell' kipper gave the orders. for you," he told Olaf. "Anyway, I h '1 " b a. we beat our way, fir t on the port anot er , 81 or. I can see what we're "Set sails." He told me: 'You take always pay my debts." The Skipper in for on this voyage." tack, then on tile starboard tack - «"Ol/ti llllCri Oil 11e• • 1 paue) hut alway the headwinds. was worried, and Olaf kept remind· ing him about the blonde, and how Who is the Jonah? he had never paid orwegian Annie . .1 went below and asked the Cap. tam about some medicine for my uddenly the wind changed! It NETHERLANDS SEAMEN HONOR Agamemnon and M.S. arpedon of ~a'ld which were badly cut from the wa. now blowing from the South· QUEEN WILHELMINA the Royal etherland SS. Co., at· Ice on the yard arms. The Old Man west. Old Hungry came on deck. tended the party enjoyed refresh Wa in a bad mood. "You are with "Look! She's going before the wind," ment, music and dancing. Twenty that Olaf too much." " 0, sir," I he cried. "Fair weather sailor," sang MEMBERS of the crews of four Olaf. "Sea Romeo," sang Olaf. , etherlands ship, which were five pretty young American and rt'plied. At table, Olaf aid "I'm fed up docked in Iew York on Augu t 31, Dutch·American girls, brought by one Later, I heard Olaf ay to the ~a~tain. "Maybe you are the Jonah?" with malted '11ilk oup. Come on, attended the party in the etherland of the Institute's volunteer hoste.se . served a dancing partners. There were \\ hy?" houted the captain. Olaf let' see thi H ungry Stew Skipper." Seamen's Home at the Seamen's speeches and toasts to her Majesty. r~plied. "Always you brina the head· So they went to the Captain with Church Institute of ew York to cele. Consul General Dr. William Cnoop ~In~s. Did you ever pay 0 orwegian their plates in their hand. "Say b.rate Queen Wilhelmina' birthday, Koopmans attended with members of n.llle what you owed her?" The Captain, now that we have fair her Golden Jubilee, and the Corona. his family and friends. . kipper didn't an weI'. So Olaf winds, how about some good grub tion of Princess Juliana a Queen of Queen Wilhelmina visited thi Cluh ~'lIlled him: "You old Sea Romeo. fish and potatoes?" "Go back to the fo'c' Ie," he or the etherlands. for Dutch seamen in July, 1942. and ~~ yourself are the Jonah." dered. About 150 crewmen from the M.S. her daughter, Crown Princess Juliana. (" . 0, No," answered the Captain, Veendam, and the M.S. Sommelsdyk, IVld with anaer. "Yes you are" Olaf They went, but Olaf muttered. vi ited the Club in December 19~O ..san,fl.. "Hea db'winds!" Holland American Line. and the M.S. "He' an old Jonah. I hope he gets and aaain in January 1914. . Tell the carpenter to put some Il eadwind again." And he did! S 9 The old ship could not make the we all were! And then we return I narrow Unimac passage into Bristol aboard our old barque. er Bay, Alaska. We n .::e ded a south [iqJzL rBnLL rnul tlll'..L Wdl IF ..... wind to sail through, so up and down We set sail and we got a fair wind lJuUA.. ~ .iL '25 $JJllilL $fM.QL 11 we tacked for days! Still the diet of into 'Frisco. Old Hungry was happ and singing " Oh, my fair ladylove r. stew and prunes, once in a while ""U"'5'-" and/or text cannot be displayed due oatmeal, and then malted milk soup, and he'd say to the Mate, "A O'o~ I and through it all we had to go aloft ship, hey? Plenty of canvas. "bT h~ copyright restrictions and then go on deck and look at the farm lads and I wanted to get back So ur face of Old Hungry. So down to 'Fri co, longing for home aaain the crew went another day plates in The Skipper was now in a ~o od hand. Each time the cre;v, led by mood and trying to get on good t ~rrns Olaf a ked for better grub, the Skip with the crew, especially Olaf. Every. body was happy, going home. nd' per turned to th e Steward and said "How's the grub holding out each helped the other when up aloft. Steward?" And the Steward woule! And so, with a fair wind, and Old reply, " at so good. at a good. Hungry trying to get on wilh the Must be a Jonah aboard." crew, we sailed into 'Frisco, making a record run of 11 day from Finally we got a fair wind and ushgak. made the pa age and dropped an Back in 'Frisco, the kipper came chor, ,).2 day out of an Francisco. below an~ asked us "Well , how What a trip of rain. cold and bad about makIng another trip with me?" food! It was just as I had thouo-ht ". at me," said Olaf. "I'm goillg it would be, when I had taken ~y ashore and settle down, ilh a pretty first look at the Old Man's hard face. widow I know in Los Angeles." We all refused in turn. We stripped her of her sail s and Fn'"' Iile pailllillfl by If·ill.,low lJomer, .1[11.'<'111>1 of Fille Arts, BOJ stowed them below. We went almon So a launch came alongside and fishing in the Bering ea and we did we said goodbye. The Mate was near ~ £AMI: need friend when they come ashore, people who understand not ee Old Hungry until about a the ladder which I had put over a..I their special needs and problems. That's why so many of them have month later. He was walkin" alono the side. " Going to see Norwegi an come to depend on the Seamen's Church Institute. It's their tie with the land. the beach. I poke to him. b b Annie?" the Mate a ked the Ski pper. their shore home. Here is part of a recent letter from a ship's captain: "How i Olaf?" he inquired "Is " 0," he said, "but here's the money "I am not much of an Institution man but I am grateful to the 25 South treet he eating ham and eggs?" . I owe her. Take it and pay her. I Seamen's In titute for succor they once gave me during the depres·ion. I was on don't want any more head winds!" the beach. Got broke, as seamen will and alway have, 1 guess. Shipping wa "s ure, h'e s Iime, " I replied. "tough." The Credit Bureau allowed m e room and board and laundry. That will So ends my tale, and the moral of always b" appreciated and remembered with gratitude. Especially the laundry part He laughed. "That Swede thinks it is: Pay your debts and you won't of it. The most degrading. and demoralizing part of being on the beach is the lack about .nothing but eating." We saw have allY headwind ! of opportunity to keep clean and have freshly laundered shirts anu dungaree if one old ~Ike on the pier as we were un- - is reduced to that extremity. I was. It was my own fault. However, th e lesson of the "Good Samaritan" was and is tbat he didn't ask question. He fulfill ed an 10adIn~ a!:non., "Say," the skipper urgent need. New York is an Alladin's Lamp of wonder to one with a trip' pay·off told 111m, You re getting fat." and the expectation after months at sea. South Street is the mo t forlorn place in the world to one with an empty pocket and no ship to return to. That li ghthouse "Sure," answered Mike with a on top of the In titute has it figurative connotation as Sandy Hook has it lit('ra l wink at me. "Getting plent~ of good one. It is a safety haven. too, and has been for many of us - the gratefu l and grub for a change. And no head lhe ungrateful." winds!" . The Institute's social service, recreational, health, and educational facili ' Xou'l,l be broke again looking for tIe are financed by voluntary gifts from regular and loyal contributors. a slup In a few days" said the If you have not already made your annual contribution during the earlier Captain. ' months of this year, will you please make a special effort to help us meet OUr budget before the year's end? We are relying on your continued intere t " at me," retorted Mike. But soon and generous upporl.
"The ship is old, the grub is bad. Please make checks payable to Harry Forsyth, Leave her, Johnny. leave her. 11m getting thin, I'm growing 5ad Chairman, Ways and Means Committee, It's time for us to leave her. " I SEAME 'S CHURCH I STITUTE OF EW YORK 10 II ttLog of the James Condie, In Tribute ... FOR NATIONAL SECURITY A Document of Human Interest, 1874" "IN PEACE AND WAR" "The role of the American Mer· By Frank O. Braynard . I 's the role of the Merchant chant Marine mu t be understood and of of "Vita as I . f' Author "Lives the Liners" . for defense any di cusslon 0 Its consistency developed both as an ele· ine '. db ' HIS abstract log book would not And then, just over four month from laf . ollr national hfe woul e m- ment in balanced national economy Tlend itself to technicolor repro· ew York the ship grounded on a pla .. elle~l; without a mention of the p~rt and as an auxiliary to sea power. The reef off an obscure island in the ~"~In sin our peacelime commerce. B.a IC' duction on the creen. But as an ad It 1 .y. as much a part of our busme s function of merchant hips i not li~n. Indies. The account of the disaster i II . It IS .' f . ited to commercial activities and 111- venture in sepia, as a human interest a. Y as farming, rmlroadmg, or. manu aetur- document or as a record of what striking in its simplicity. ~If~ .' Shipping is not an mdustry t~lat dustrial pot~ntial but ~s intimat~ly probably' otherwise would never be Hamstrung by a near·mutinou Inl-\I . g_ to the sea coast alone. Foreign related to natWlIal secunty . ... EqUIp, be on s . d recorded, its 107 pages make fas· crew and difficult local officials' carp:oes are drawn from and conslp:n e to ment to support operations might. be cinating reading. Captain Alexander proceeded wi tl~ e\'('fytate in the u~i.on ; our s.eamen .con~e flown in at first, but if the operatIOn re and pralfle ahke; II1dustne In It tells the tory of an incomplete patience to salvage what he coul d. fmID sllo . d were prolonged and involved large and relatively obscure voyage "to· Bright interludes there were, such as all secti ons supply the e~lIJ?,m e nt an numbers of men and planes, the Navy ward" Yokohama by the American the kindly rescue by the Vetor JI1aterials that p:o into our s hJP ~' and the Merchant Marine would have barkentine James Condie, Captain Pisani, an Italian man-of-war, the H 1/. Holly in an article: "Our Marine In· to bear the primary re pon ibility for Squire Alexander in command. Given faithfulness until death of the only d~tries at the Crossroads," U. S. Naval tran porlation, and supplies ... D~· to the Seamen' Church Institute of loyal crew member, the ship's car· 1n.lliwte Proceedings, April, 1948. spite the implication of the atomIc ew York by Robert S. Alexander, penter, and the almost miraculous bomb and the technique of "push.but. it yellowed pages urvived ship recovery of Robie. Details of the ton" warfare, the importance of. a wreck, train wreck, and apartment Condie's salvage, of the crew's at· SEAMAN'S SUPREME GALLANTRY stronO" American Merchant Manne house fIre, according to the gift in tempt to smear Captain Alexander's Jl1ann~d by a well· trained cit.izen per· From "Sea Breezes" in London comes a scription. reputation, of his refusal to sell the sonnel remain as vital as It was at report of the supreme gall~~try and self· The voyage was a failure, ending ship's sewing machine and of the sacrifice of a 19·year.old Brll1sh eaman the en~ctment of the Merchant Marine in disaster not only to the ves el, local scenery and inhabitant of the Thomas Raymond KeJIy - who lost his ct of 1936. . . but to the Captain's wife's fortune, East Indies make for picturesque - From T he PrcsidcHI's Advisory Comml~slOn life in saving two members of the crew of Rel)o,-t rccommelldiJlY U"i'l.'ersal Mlhfar), which was tied up in the cargo. It passages. The log closes with a brief the steamer Famagusta. The young able T r o"u;llg. could have been wor e. Robie, the de cription of the Captain's return seaman who was aboard the Empire Plove r, "BY WAY OF THE SEA" Captain's son nearly died of some to civilization, via steamer. swam with a line to one of the sinking By Admiral Louis E. Denfield, USN dread disea e in the Dutch East In A sort of po tscript, the log in· lifeboats and carried an injured ship's offic'er to safety. He plunged in again and UR dependence upon overseas dies. But he didn't, and it i to him cludes ten days of what apparently commerce is so great that we that we owe the preservation of TeSt'ued another crew member of the O was the beginning of a second ill· Famagusta. Finally, he warn to a pas, enger could not maintain our li~ing sta~ · this log. fated voyage, this time with the ship about 50 yards away, but a huge wave dards in peace or our eXIstence 111 From the faded pen strokes of the Alhambra, bound for Bremen. This engulfed them and both disappeared. The war without it. first page come portents of mis account ends with the ship leaking oOidal citation, ent to Kelly's family in Our O"reat steel mills have long fortune: 'Ship too deep ... seas badly in th e harbor of St. Johns. ewry, County Down, reads : "To leave been a ~ymbol of American industry already breaking over the decks." ewf oundland . . . "Strong gales h~ ship on a third occasion, with the full the world over. They would shut The vital facts of the voyage may and cloudy ... went ashore and tele· knowledcye which his first two rescues had down overnight if manganese were given hi~ , of the risk and difficulty of his be summarized as follows: Course: graphed owners of condition of ship" lacking. Yet we must import by way acro s S. Atlantic - around Africa undertaking and in fa ce of the bodily are the last words. of the sea 97 percent of all m~n. - up through East Indies; Cargo: fatip:ue which those rescue must have en· See also Sept. 1940 LOOKOUT 'The Story of tailed, was an act of supreme gaTiantry." ganese required to keep our mIlls case of oil and barrels of Plaster the James Condie" by Robert Squire Alexander running. Another example: The of Paris; Sailing date: Nov. 28, wheels of this nation would stop 1874, from ew York to Yokohama' turning if our supp.ly of. tin w~re c~t On board: a motley crew, one pa - "25 SOUTH STREET" off. Tin is a princIpal 1I1gredlent 111 senger, wife, son and daughter of "The Institute is a Sailortown in it elf, most enO"ine bearings. Our railroads, the Captain, and entirely too much providing a communal life for seamen that our fac~ories, our airplanes, abso cargo. is not merely institutional but family·like lutely depend upon the merchant Except for having to jettison 1215 in many of its a pects. It i a large family, ships which transport every last ca e of oil and 11 barrels of Plaster its members are of many nationalities and ounce of the tin used in this country. of Paris when just beyond the Cape creeds, all living amicably under one roof. From an address delivered before of Good Hope, the voyage was made The ea i their common bond and brother· hood." the Propellor Club in New York without particular incident until the City. Maritime Day. 1948 Salajar Strait were passed near Bali. ARTHUR STYHON 13 12 An U nnautical Answer ··Your intere ting serie. of "\Iy l\Io tUn [ am an old St. Mary's boy. I think' forgettable War Experience" recalls to was 56 years ago, when I was in St. Ma r ~t By Quien Sabe my mind what to me and perhaps to other School. We use to lay at Ea t 2~t s And so we were on our way, buck was a rare experience for a husband. Al Street, if I remember rightly, and Ii r h flE old "Montana" was plowing though chasing subs in the Atlantic and cnli oed about Long Island Sound and th t ing a twelve day storm in which there n along in pretty heavy seas (De takin~ part in the ormand}' inva ion Wf'llt to New London, Conn. and froc Tber 1917) with the "George were no tables et. Anyone who want furni~hed variou unforgettable war ex there to Europe. The Captain' name \V~ cern' " d"M , W ,. ed food could help himself from pans perien ces, they were topped by the ex Field ~, first officer Mr. Hodge, seCond rr! SIl;II"/OIl an art ta as ung- perience of having your own wife pass ol1icer l\Ir. I-fum e and third officer Mr /¥ a" and/:I I be I'Ieve t h e "P'nncess and tureens set out on the deck of in review while taking the salutes. It all ton". Wid the various quarters. The electricians Bristol. I remember the boatswain very Cecelia, In convoy. ~ 1a pre- happened on avy Day, 1945, while I wa well too, a very tall Finlander, who died 'ously passed some 50 mIles or more were standing two hour searchlight in ew York on tbe U.S.S. Midway. I was when I was Bo un with Count Luckner in watches eery night, for seventy con- detailed to review the parade on Staten the Mopeiia in e\ York around 1930. "fl' the coast of ova Scotia and one Island. Iy wife who was a Red Cross staff Well I upflose all tho e men are dead and afternoon we saw it snowing with the ecutive night and Sunday wa just assistant, was required to march in that gone. I am 72 years of age and folluwed the same a Wednesday because we aun !'hining and not a cloud in the contingent. I had told her that I would the 'ea from 1890 till 1939, mostly all in sk\'. Flakes as big as half-dollars and didn't have enough electricians. Be review the parade but she thought I wa sailing ships. fore leaving ew York, we had taken kidding. How could a naval officer tem I remember South Street when there lo~king out over the surface you porarily in New York and assigned to a were only ailing ships tied up there to couldn't see more than a quarter of on about 200 new boots (recruits) ship ('orne to taten Island, the place of load and discharge. There I saw the a mile. But straight overhead was the fresh from the Great Lakes Training his home, and become the reviewin~ Roanoke (4 1 Bark) and the Shenandoah Station. They were all "rebels" from rno t beautiful blue sky we had ever offi cer? Jut too ridiculous for word. When (al~o 4 M Bark) and the ship St. Paul the Carolinas, Tennessee, Georgia, she passed me executing "eyes right" I and St. Luke. I shipped from ew York seen. The snow was being blown in Alabama and points south. Being a could ~ee her fa ce turning red, but like in the brigantine Carib, and the 3M ofT the coa t of ova Scotia. a good soldier she kept in step and I chooner Lane Nelson. There was also the "rebel" myself and not having heard gave her an extra salute!" 4 I Bark fohn Eno, registered in Honolulu. Three days out of the orth River, their lingo for almost four years, it Signed: I \Va also in the ship fohn Currier an d we had lost a signal yeoman (Wil· was with pure, wholesome enjoyment the Bark Yosemite. 1930-31 I rigged the Comm. CARL M. J. VON ZIELl SKI, U.S. .n. that I listened to such expressions as hip Benjamin F. Packard. She was liams) overboard in a heavy sea tranded in Port Wa hington, Long Island, that wept the quarter deck of the "light a shuck," "pull your freight," LEITER FROM AN OLD BOSUN and we took her off and rigged her up "Molltana." There wa a boatswain's etc __ which means to you people who and be was tied up in Rye, Long I land. don't know, "simply, take-off." To the Seamen's Church Institute Capt. Alan Vi11iers, a good friend of mine, mate, second class, a seaman and 25 South Street wrote to me that she has been dismantled a marine on duty and Wi Iliams And so we came on searchlight New York City altogether and i no more. was on lifebuoy watch. The Marine watch at two o'clock in the morning Dear Friend : I also have a picture with signature when you could hold up your hand Yesterday I received a vel)' nice and from Admiral Byrd, and one from Gene eeing the heavy sea comin g, acted welcome parcel from you, for which I Tunney and al 0 from Mr. Lowell Thomas. instantly with great presence of mind. and not see it. We were just under the thank you very much. It took a long time And from ir Thomas Lipton and fro m He threw himself on the weather side after searchlight platform on themain. to reach me, but arrived in good con 'lr. Henry Ford. I've got a picture too, of a battened down hatch, rifle and all, mast with the after gun crew, and one dition. And everything in it was very ac all whh their signatures. I wrote an article of the new recruits, who had been ceptable and came very handy. for "Sea Breezes" in Liverpool and they and the big wave swept over him, hold coached considerably, was sent up on I am really glad to have that writing told me it will be printed. ing him against the hatch, and safe. paper and envelope and that fine tooth Thanking you again for your kindness lookout watch in the "crow's nest." bru h - and paste. AI 0 the handkerchiefs and generosity, I am with kindest regards, Th~ seaman grabbed an eyebolt We were just settled comfortably and razor and blades. Thank you very Yours sincerely, in the deck with his left hand and al when the night's silence was broken much for everything. (Signed) KARL MULLER though his shoulder was wrenched by the lookout's bellow, at full lung Out of place, he held on and was saved. capacity, "Light - 0-0-0-." The O. D. The boatswain's mate was swept into on the bridge immediately answered LETTER FROM A SEAMAN'S WIFE had SlIch an exciting time for ages. We are the life lines and caught them and "Whar-r-re awaaay." The lookout looking forward to giving the kiddie thi held on and was saved. But Williams hesitated several seconds until the HuJl, York hire party with a pre ent to each child. My little England Was lifted high and carried overboard O.D. repeated his query_ Whether or girl has picked the dolly that goes to sleep. Without a chance to catch hold of not the boy actually Saw a light we I want to send you our very sinrere thanks She is quite thrilled to see its eyes close anything and was lost and was added will never know because evidently and appreciation for the two boxes of toys when she Jays it down. 0 from all the kid· to the list of the men of the sea who and clothes we have received today. We will dies they ay thank you very much hoping being confused, anxious and flustered never forget your kindness. Today is the the old weather in your part of the world faYe their lives for democracy. The and having forgotten his compass boy's birthday 0 I am giving a mall party goe very oon. ~eorge Washington" pulled up and points off the starboard bow or and will share the toys and sweets and the trIed to make a rescue but a boat port bow or port or starboard lovely cake. Believe me I feel quite as ex Yours . incerely, Could never have been launched and quarter midships, or astern, or cited as the kiddies. La t 1011day was til(' Wouldn't have lasted more than 30 dead ahead, he finally answered girlie's birthday. They think they have never (. i~n ed ) Mrs. D - - econds even if it had been. "Over-r-r-r- yo-o-onde-e-er! " 14 15 ?11.aJzi.m.. QJJJWuj- "THEY THAT GO DOWN THESE RETIRING SAILORS DUNKIRK WESTWARD HAl By Ridgely Cummings By A. A. Divine D.S.M. Around the World in 80 C liches TO THE SEA IN SHIPS" "I'm home again," said tbe . ail or to me, E. P. DuHon & Co., Inc., $3.75 By S. J. Perelman "I'm back in port and free from the ea. This is a fully docum ented log of th e Drawings by Hirschfeld By A. M. Sullivan I'm hom> and safe from her scornful might, dramati c story of the evacuation at Dun Simon and Schuster, $2.95 lIer howling fury and culm delight; . kirk. The author, who took part in the TIl ere's at lea. t a chuckle on every p d lutitude and longitude have caught And the smile of . her moon on a tropIc operation, gives a pl a in traight-fonvard of this hilarious book. If one would 8aJ1'~en "ho go to sea within a prison night account of this epic retreat that is eloquent t!~e Perelman erioll f; ly, one would 10 forev P 1'b~ . e" so meshed around the blue horizon And the mellow ,'aress of her June monoon by vi~tll e of its very simplicity. Militarily the urge to travel. But de pite all manner And the threat in her leeward surf's hoarse speakmg, he uy, the action wa a defeat e0 ; Of In one may breach it with a coward's horrendous and humorous happe ni ng 0 ThaI n uoom: and a disaster, but out of it came a re hero returned to the comfort of Tim Ut thought. From her fitful fancies at last I'm I ree, surgence of national pirit that will go Square, and he and hi s accomplice th<' '£he
R T. REV. DONALD B. ALDRICH, D.D. REV. ROELIF H. BROOKS, D.D. RT. REv. HORACI! W. B. DONEGAN, D.D. REV. FREDEIUCK BURGESS RT. REV. WILLIAM T . MANNING, D .D . REV. SAMUEL M. DORRANCE RT. REV. ERNEST M. STIRES, D.D. REV. FREDERIC S . FLEMING, D.D. RT. REV. BENJAMIN M . WASHBURN, D .D . REv. LoUIS W. PITT, D .D. REv. W. RUSSELL BOWl!!, D .D. REV. PHILIP M . STYLES Lay Vice· Presidents GERALD A. BRAMWELL THOMAS ROBERTS HARRY FORSYTH ORME Wn.sON Secretary and 'Treasurer THOMAS ROBERTS
WILLIAM ARMOUR FRANK GULDEN MORTON 1. NEWHALL EDWARD J. BARBER AoRIAAN GIPS HARlUS C . PARSONS CHARLES R . BEATTIE CHARLES S . HAIGHT JOHN H. G . PELL EDWIN DE T. BECHTEL GERARD HALLOCK FRANKLIN REMINGTON REGINALD R. BELKNAP AUGUSTUS N . HAND JOHN S . ROGERS GORDON KNOX BELL JAM ES B. H ELME CHARLES E. SALTZMAN JOHN JAY SCHIEPPRLIN GORDON KNOX BELL, JR. OLIVER ISELIN THb MAS A . SCOTT CHARLES W. BOWRING, JIl. ELLIS KNOWLES HERBRRT L. SEWARD LAMAR RICHARD LEAHY CHARLES B. BRADLEY T . ASHLRY SPARKS H ERBERT FAIRPAX LEARY EDWIN A. S. BROWN CARLL TUCKER JOHN MASON BROWN CLIFFORD Q. MALLORY, JR. ALEXANDER O. VIETOR D. FARLEY CoX, JR. RICHARD H . MANSPI!!LD FRANKLIN E . VILAS FREDERICK A. CUMMINGS CHARLES H. MARSHALL PRANK W . WARBURTON FREDEIUCK P . DELAPIELD W. LAWIlENCI! McLANE EDWARD K. WARREN CLEMENT 1. DESPARD CHARLES MERZ ERNEST E. WHEELER CHARLES E. DUNLAP CLARENCR F . MICHALIS WILLIAM D. WINTER DE CoURSEY FALES GRORGE P . MONTGOMERY GEORGE GRAY ZABRIUIE JOHN LRWIS MONTGOMERY HONORARY MEMBER OF THE INSTITUTE JOHN MASEPIELD Assistant Director REV. RAYMOND S . HALL, D.D.
Attend the American Merchant Marine Conference sponsored by the Propeller Club of the United States .. . Oct. 13 , 14, 15. - Waldorf Astoria, New York