#it's amusing to think of teenage marryat being called these names

[clove-pinks]

"The Little Midshipman" by Wilson Nesbit, on a 1930s tin of Macfarlane Lane & Co. biscuits.

...I found my captain, and presented my father's letter. He surveyed me from top to toe, and desired the pleasure of my company to dinner at six o'clock. "In the mean time," he said, "as it is now only eleven, you may go a-board, and shew yourself to Mr. Handstone, the first lieutenant, who will cause your name to be entered on the books, and allow you to come back here to dine." I bowed and retired. And on my way to Mutton Cove was saluted by the females, with the appellation of Royal Reefer (midshipman), and a Biscuit Nibbler; but all this I neither understood nor cared for.

— Frederick Marryat, Frank Mildmay (The Naval Officer).