After the hard-tack and coffee had been consumed—­and it went to that spot always reserved for good things—­the lookouts of the other watch on the port and starboard bridge and the patent life buoys port and starboard quarter were relieved.  As soon as the first streaks of dawn Were to be seen a long-drawn boatswain’s pipe, like the wail of a lost soul, came from forward, and the order “scrub and wash clothes” given.

A day or two before the “Yankee” left the navy yard, one of the pretty girls who had come over to visit her asked:  “Where do you have your washing done?  It must require a great many washerwomen to keep the clothes of this dirty [glancing rather disdainfully at her somewhat grimy friend] crew clean.”  Though we knew that the luxury of a laundry would not fall to our lot, we were at a loss as to the method pursued to clean clothes.

We soon learned.

We who had been anticipating an order of this sort came running forward with bundles of clothes that would discourage a steam laundry.  This was the first opportunity we had had to clean up.  The forecastlemen led out the hose, which was connected to the ship’s pump, and, after wetting down the forecastle deck (where all clothes must be scrubbed), we were told we might turn to.

The “Kid,” who was the youngest member of the crew aboard, very popular with officers and men, and who afterward became the ship’s mascot, said, “How do you work this, anyway?” I confessed that I was in the dark myself, but proposed that we watch “Patt,” the gunner’s mate, who had served in the navy before.  Presently we saw him lay his jumper flat on the deck, wet it thoroughly with water from the hose, then rub it with salt-water soap.  Then he fished out a stiff scrubbing brush and began to scrub the jumper as if it was a floor.  We then understood the significance of the order scrub and wash clothes.  In salt water the clothes have not only to be washed, but scrubbed as well.

The “Kid” remarked, “Well, I’ll be switched,” and forthwith fell on his knees and proceeded to follow “Patt’s” example.

Though we scrubbed manfully, “putting our backs into it” and “using plenty of elbow grease,” as instructed, still the result was hardly up to our expectations.  The navigator remarked, as we were “stopping” the clothes on the line, “You heroes might scrub those clothes a little bit; it does not take a college education to learn how to wash clothes.”

I agreed with the “Kid” that, though cleanliness was next to Godliness, cleanliness, like Godliness, was often a difficult virtue to acquire.  We found it almost impossible to be cleanly without the aid of fresh water, so the schemes devised to avoid the executive’s order and get it were many and ingenious.

One man would go to the ship’s galley, where the fresh water hand-pump was, and, without further ado, begin to fill his bucket, remarking, if the cook attempted to interfere, that he had to scrub paint work or he had orders from the doctor to bathe in fresh water.  These excuses would be successful till too many men came in with buckets and plausible excuses, when the cook would shut down on the scheme for the time.  The man with fresh water was the envy of his fellows, and must needs be vigilant, or bucket and water would disappear mysteriously.