The boatswain gave orders for only one man to stay at a bar, the rest to go forward and help stow the chain on deck. For some reason or other, best known to himself, Charley Koerner did not go. I said to him (in fun), “Lay forward, Charley,” to which he replied, “I’ll see you d–d, first,” or something to that effect. About ten minutes after, the boatswain came aft in a tearing rage saying, “Mr.K., lay forward, I’ll teach you better than to send me a message, ‘to be d–d’.” Charley told him that he never said anything about him, whereupon the boatswain kicked him. Charley then went forward.