Naval Occasions and Some Traits of the Sailor-man

I reckon that's proper 'New Navy' said the coxswain of a duty cutter to the midshipman perched on the dickey seat beside him in the stern.It was 6 A.M.: the boat was returning from the early morning beef trip and the midshipman in charge of her had seen fit to discuss with his coxswain the subject which at most hours and particularly at this one lay nearest to his heart—the subject of Food.Proper 'New Navy' repeated the petty officer with contempt. He referred to the recent introduction of marmalade into his scale of rations. He spoke bitterly yet his quarrel was not with the marmalade which in its way was all that marmalade should have been. His regret was for the dear dead days before marmalade was thought of on the Lower-deck.That was ten years ago but fondness for the ancient order of things is still a feature of this Navy of ours. There was never a ship like our last ship: no commission like the one before this one. Gipsies all: yet we would fain linger a little by the ashes of our camp-fire while the caravans move on.The most indifferent observer of naval affairs during the last decade will admit that it has been one of immense transition. Changes more momentous even than this business of the marmalade have followed in the wake of a great wave of progress. Up and onward is the accepted order but at the bottom of the Sailor-man's conservative heart a certain reluctance still remains. The talk of smoking-room and forecastle concerns the doings of yesterday; the ties that link us in a common brotherhood were for the most part forged in the Old Navy so fast yielding place to new.In 'Naval Occasions' the Author has strung together a few sketches of naval life afloat in the past ten years. They relate to ships mainly of the pre-Dreadnought era and officers (those of the Military branch at least) who owe their early training to the old Britannia. At the same time for all the outward changes the inner work-a-day life of the Fleet remains unaltered. With this and not in criticism of things old or new these Sketches are concerned. Pathos and humour continue to rub elbows on either side of us much as they always have and there still remains more to laugh about than sigh over when the day's work is done..