. Recollections of a sea wanderer's life; an autobiography of an old-time seaman who has sailed in almost every capacity before and abaft the mast, in nearly every quarter of the globe, and under the flags of four of the principal maritime nations. n his log. John Potter was a native of Dantzic,Germany, and was quartermaster on the Ewing when Isailed in her. He left the revenue service, and went asquartermaster in coastwise steamers running to southernports until his health failed, when he turned up one day andI invited him to make my house his home, and we messedtogether again for four years,
. Recollections of a sea wanderer's life; an autobiography of an old-time seaman who has sailed in almost every capacity before and abaft the mast, in nearly every quarter of the globe, and under the flags of four of the principal maritime nations. n his log. John Potter was a native of Dantzic,Germany, and was quartermaster on the Ewing when Isailed in her. He left the revenue service, and went asquartermaster in coastwise steamers running to southernports until his health failed, when he turned up one day andI invited him to make my house his home, and we messedtogether again for four years, this time on dry land. Hedied in the Sailors Snug Harbor, and left a will in myfavor. He told me that after being away from home fiftyyears he returned to Dantzic, and found that his sister haddied while he was on board in the stream just before land-ing. No other member of his family was alive. The library and reading room is a haven of rest andrecreation, where those inclined may revisit those portswhich they have frequented in actual life, and live overagain in imagination their earlier years. In the halls below,or in rooms set apart, any one of them may be busy makinghammocks, small baskets, and other things which can besold for TEMPLE BAR, LONDON. Chapter XIII. * * * O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer ; a brave vessel,Which had no doubt some noble creature in her,Dashd all to pieces. O, the cry did knockAgainst my very heart! Poor souls ! they I been any God of power, I wouldHave sunk the sea within the earth, or eerIt should the good ship so have swallowed, andThe fraughting souls within her. Shipping a second time in the Auburn under the com-mand of Captain Hoyt, we had a fair passage to NewOrleans; discharged cargo, and received a return cargo ofsugar, molasses, and some cotton tween decks; cast off, andwere towed down with many other vessels by the MaryRingsldnd (tow-boat) outside the souwest pass and to had a succession of fai
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