one in the morning
By this time it was blowing pretty well half a gale from sou ' - sou ' - west , and before midnight a proper gale . The _ Bean Pheasant _ being kept head to sea , took it smack-and-smack on the breast-bone , which was her leakiest spot ; and soon , being down by the head , made shocking weather of it . 'T was next door to impossible to work the pump forward . Towards one in the morning old Jacka was rolling about up to his waist as he sat , and trying to comfort himself by singing `` Tho ' troubles assail , '' when the young French gentleman came running with one of his Johnnies and knocked the irons off the English boys , and told them to be brisk and help work the pumps , or the lugger -- that was already hove to -- would go down under them . `` But where be you going ? '' he sings out -- or French to that effect . For Jacka was moving aft towards the cuddy there .