messman

My father, who had spent a summer in the merchant marine as a messman himself, had read them, and he wanted us to read them.

If It's Not by Tolstoy, 2008

The beaker was so greasy and filthy that I could not help turning round to the messman and saying, ‘Fellow, get me a glass!’

The Memoires of Barry Lyndon 2006

When he had closed the door on the messman and set the tray on his desk, Kathryn McCormac was her own captain again.

The Rebel Worlds Anderson, Poul, 1926- 1972

He acted as bear-leader and buffoon, villain and hero, alternately in public; while in private he was cook, drudge, messman, and menagerie manager for the rest of the party, for animals of some sort invariably formed part of the attractions of the troupe.

Two Little Travellers A Story for Girls Frances Browne Arthur

Outside of the messman branch you will find comparatively few Negroes in the Navy today.

History of the American Negro in the Great World War His Splendid Record in the Battle Zones of Europe; Including a Resume of His Past Services to his Country in the Wars of the Revolution, of 1812, the War of Rebellion, the Indian Wars on the Frontier, the Spanish-American War, and the Late Imbroglio With Mexico William Allison Sweeney

In marked contrast to the claims of Navy recruiters, the marines reported no difficulty in attracting white volunteers for messman duties.

Integration of the Armed Forces, 1940-1965 Morris J. MacGregor

They're probably getting used to their messman by now.

A Tall Ship On Other Naval Occasions 1886-1967 Bartimeus 1926

In case the cook was worsted, the messman sturdily upheld his opinions, and in case the weight of public opinion was too much for the storeman, he slipped on his felt mitts, shouldered a Venesta box and made for the tunnel which led to the store.

The Home of the Blizzard Being the Story of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, 1911-1914 Douglas Mawson 1920

Speeches were made, toasts were drunk, the supple boards of the table creaked with good things, cook and messman vied with each other in lavish hospitality, the Hut was ornate with flags, every man was spruce in his snowiest cardigan and neck-cloth, the gramophone sang of music-hall days, the wind roared its appreciation through the stove-pipe, and rollicking merriment was supreme.

The Home of the Blizzard Being the Story of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, 1911-1914 Douglas Mawson 1920

The storeman, plastered with snow, reappears hot and triumphant before the cook, but this dignitary is awkwardly kneading the dough of wholemeal scones, and the messman is feeding the fire with seal-blubber to ensure a "quick" oven.

The Home of the Blizzard Being the Story of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, 1911-1914 Douglas Mawson 1920