At the next blow he howled, leaped, and raged in unendurable torture.
"What are you stopping for, boatswain's-mate ?" cried the Captain.

"Lay on!" and the whole dozen was applied.
"I don't care what happens to me now!" wept Peter, going among the crew, with blood-shot eyes, as he put on his shirt.

"I have been flogged once, and they may do it again, if they will.

Let them look for me now!" "Pipe down!" cried the Captain, and the crew slowly dispersed.
Let us have the charity to believe them--as we do--when some Captains in the Navy say, that the thing of all others most repulsive to them, in the routine of what they consider their duty, is the administration of corporal punishment upon the crew; for, surely, not to feel scarified to the quick at these scenes would argue a man but a beast.
You see a human being, stripped like a slave; scourged worse than a hound.

And for what?
For things not essentially criminal, but only made so by arbitrary laws..