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Setting the Mucy Sails
« on: September 11, 2017, 02:52:51 PM »
The Cargo carrier

Oh, yes, what would have they said if they found us in that last cabin of the up laying steamer, in which I had been previously serviced as an ordinary sailor, and paid off, after the ship was abandoned and set to lay up by the shore of  Marjan ham, Åland.

Yes, yes this is not quite fresh think, it occurs about sixty years ago.
It was one of those raw northern spring, grey ice could be seen drifting on the surface of the water of the  Harbor.
The Bar which has been our place for customary reunion among the sea folk, situated by the Boulevard and was called as 'Cillet Bar', It never dawned on me what the Chilled mean by Swede, it was just a name of a Bar, and we, the marooned crew of  the steamer Angus, was killing our time by sitting in that Bar.
There we were; ' the drunk man,'  The Junk, and one other 'let'matrons'  nicknamed; Kimo.
We had no money, nor silver but some copper for co-cola.

Linda was sixteen and full blonde, she was a flourishing girl from the local Sweden speaking inhabitant.
Every sailor was accustomed to hearing the well-known phrase; 'No money, no honey ', which had resounded in the ears of every sailor who has drunk up all his money and was trying to have a girl.
Linda was not such a girl, Linda was my dove, and we kept our pigeonhole in the after a quarter of the abandoned steamer, the ship was secured at the wharf by the bank, and we spent our secret nights in this abandoned up laying ship. 
One day the woman who kept the list of unemployed sailors in the shipping office, said that there is a ship asking sailors.
What ship is required, sailor? 
"It's  a  sailing ship," the woman said. She is short of hands and requires three deck sailors plus one donkey man.
We wondered, what a ship it could be.  A sailing ship. We didn't see any other sailing ship but the  Museumed  Pommern, down there and some other preserved wooden-hulled schooner.
"Go down and see the ship." the woman said ",   The captain promised to be aboard at noon."
  We went down and found the ship, and upon boarding by the blank gangway. The ship which we were supposed to be a museum appeared been a living sailor in commission,  three-masted cargo carrier, one of the last.

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Re: Setting the Mucy Sails
« Reply #1 on: September 24, 2017, 06:30:41 PM »
Is this thread posted in the wrong group? Prose would be a better place?