and there some unfortunate boy who has
been misconducting himself the day before--perhaps he was late or
idle--and he has to "turn out" an hour before the others and stand up
till they join him. A wretched beginning of a day, especially on a
winter's morning--to stand shivering on an open deck, while all his
comrades are peacefully tucked up in their warm hammocks. I think if you
knew you would get this punishment, my little friend, you would take
good pains to be in time.

[Illustration]

As we walk round the hammocks we now see the servants busy placing the
cadets' clothes on their chests, ready for them to dress. There is a
servant to about ten boys.

By-and-by five bells is struck, half past six, and a bugle rings out a
merry peal, on the middle deck. It is the _turn-out_ bugle, and you can
play it on the piano:--

[Illustration: two lines of musical notation]

In a few moments we hear the same bugle-call, far away. The bugler is
gone off to the _Hindostan_, and he is giving the sound for the other
boys to turn out.

We only saw half the cadets in their hammocks in the _Britannia_. If you
will look at the picture on page 145 you will see another smaller ship,
the _Hindostan_, moored ahead of the _Britannia_. The younger boys sleep
in "the other ship," as it is called.

What a merry noise there is, as the cadets bound out of their hammocks,
and rush off to the big salt-water bath, which is fitted in either ship!
I am glad we are only describing a visit, for were we looking on we
should get drenched from head to foot.

The corporals walk about among the hammocks to see that all the young
gentlemen are turned out.

[Illustration]

"Show a leg there, sir! Come along, come along now, now, now, bugle's
gone long ago, sir," as he finds some sleepy youth, not at all willing
to show a leg. "Make a start, sir."

Basins are fitted up along the deck for them. They need not use the
basins in their chests. These must be used at sea when the weather is
not rough enough to dash the water out over the clothes.

At five minutes past seven a warning bugle is heard, to warn them that
in ten minutes they must be dressed and ready. Some are kneeling at
their chests, beginning the morning with prayer for help to live as in
God's sight all the day. Some are hurrying on their clothes. Some are
reading the Bible, a few verses, as they have promised their people at
home never to omit to do.

At a quarter past seven rings out