d at the same time not _fire_ upon men
whom they loved as brothers, and with whom they coincided in opinion.
Indeed, we afterwards discovered that it was a _marine_ who had taken
off the _head_ of the snake a second time.

The captain then ordered the boatswain to turn the hands up. The
boatswain made his appearance with his right arm in a sling.--"What's
the matter with your arm, Mr Paul?" said I, as he passed me.

"Tumbled down the hatchway just now--can't move my arm; I must go to the
surgeon as soon as this is over."

The hands were piped up again, but no one obeyed the order. Thus was
the brig in a state of mutiny. "Mr Simple, go forward to the main
hatchway with the marines, and fire on the lower deck," cried the
captain.

"Sir," said I, "there are two frigates within a cable's length of us;
and would it not be better to send for assistance, without shedding
blood? Besides, sir, you have not yet tried the effect of calling up
the carpenter's and boatswain's mates by name. Will you allow me to go
down first, and bring them to a sense of their duty?"

"Yes, sir, I presume you know your power, but of this hereafter."

I went down below and called the men by name.

"Sir," said one of the boatswain's mates, "the ship's company say that
they will not submit to be flogged."

"I do not speak to the ship's company generally, Collins," replied I,
"but you are now ordered to rig the gratings, and come on deck. It is
an order that you cannot refuse. Go up directly, and obey it.
Quartermasters, go on deck with your seizings. When all is ready, you
can then expostulate."

The men obeyed my orders: they crawled on deck, rigged the gratings, and
stood by.

"All is ready, sir," said I, touching my hat to the captain.

"Send the ship's company aft, Mr Paul."

"Aft, then, all of you, for punishment," cried the boatswain.

"Yes, it is _all of us for punishment_," cried one voice. "We've all to
flog one another, and then pay off the _jollies_." [Note: Jollies is a
slang word for Marines.]

This time the men obeyed the order; they all appeared on the
quarterdeck.

"The men are all aft, sir," reported the boatswain.

"And now, my lads," said the captain, "I'll teach you what mutiny is.
You see these two frigates alongside of us. You had forgotten them, I
suppose, but I hadn't. Here, you scoundrel, Mr Jones"--(this was the
Joe Miller)--"strip, sir. If ever there were mischief in a ship, you
are at the he