The Life of a Ship from the Launch to the Wreck | Page 2

names and uses of the different parts.
"You see that long thick timber," he said, "that runs from this end,
which is the `stern,' to that end, which is the `bow'--well, that is the
`keel.' This post or beam that rises out of it here is the `stern-post,' and
that one that rises up at the far end yonder is the `stem' or `cutwater.'
These are the principal timbers of the vessel, and upon their strength
the safety of a ship chiefly depends. The sticks that you see branching
out from the keel like deers' horns are called `ribs;' they are very strong,
and the timbers that fasten them together at the top are called `beams.'
Of course these pieces of wood are some of them far larger than any
trees that you have ever seen; but if you examine them you will find
that each timber and rib is made up of two or three separate pieces of
wood, fastened very strongly together. When all the beams are fixed

they will begin to nail the planks on to the ribs; iron bolts are used for
this purpose, but by far the greater number of the nails are made of
wood. After this is done the seams between the planks will be filled
with oakum and the whole ship covered over with pitch and tar, just in
the same way as your father does to his boat when she lets in water.
Then the bottom of the ship will be entirely covered with sheets of
copper, to prevent the wood worms from destroying it. These little
rascals would eat through a ship's bottom and very soon sink it, but for
the copper. Next, the deck is laid down, and the ship will be ready for
`launching.' A ship's masts and rigging are always put in after she is
launched. Now, lad, what d'ye think of it?" said the fisherman as he
walked home again with Davy. "The ship's to be a `three-master'
full-rigged, and is to go by the name o' the Fair Nancy."
As he said this he smiled, patted the little boy on the head and left him.
But Davy replied not a word to his friend's remarks. His curly head was
stuffed quite full with the keel, timbers, ribs, beams, stern-post, planks,
and cutwater of the Fair Nancy; he could not speak, he found it
difficult even to think, so he thrust his hands deep into his pockets, sat
down on the shank of an anchor, and stared out to sea. In half an hour
he heaved a very deep sigh indeed, and said, "Oh! dear me, I wonder if
I shall ever go to sea in the Fair Nancy!"
Time flew on, and little Davy fished with his father, and worked for his
mother, and paid many a visit to the building-yard, to watch the
progress of the ship--his ship, as he called it. He begged very hard, too,
to be allowed to go in her when she should be ready for sea. At first
neither father nor mother would hear of it, but at last they began to
think that Davy would make a very good sailor, for certainly he was an
active obedient boy; so, although they did not say Yes, they were not
nearly so determined as they used to be in saying No.
The day of the launch was a great day at the seaport where Davy lived.
The launch of a large ship is always a very interesting and wonderful
sight indeed; so that thousands and thousands of people flock from all
directions to see it. Whichever way Davy looked he saw crowds of
people, some on foot, some on horses, some on donkeys, and some in

carriages, all streaming towards the one great point--the ship-builder's
yard. It seemed quite like a holiday or a fair, and was such a bright,
warm, sunny day that people's hearts felt far lighter than usual. Davy
saw all this at a glance the moment he left home; and, throwing his red
nightcap into the air, he gave one long loud hurrah! and ran away as
fast as his heavy fishing-boots would let him.
The ship was very different now from what it had been when he first
saw it. There were four little masts put up in it, on which were hoisted
gay and gaudy flags. Her "hull," or body, was now coppered and neatly
painted, while all the rubbish of the building-yard was cleared away, so
that everything looked neat and clean. The stocks, or framework on
which she had been built, sloped towards the water, so that when the
props were knocked away from the ship, she would slide by her own
weight into the sea. Ships are always built on sloping stocks near