. 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. west. Thence we had a suc-cession of variable winds all round the compass until westruck sounding to the westard of the Gulf stream. Wemade the Highlands light the same night, and received apilot, and next morning, with a beautiful day, sailed up toNew York (without a tug and with the wind at west sou- 352 HOME AGAIN. west), with three standing skys
. 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. west. Thence we had a suc-cession of variable winds all round the compass until westruck sounding to the westard of the Gulf stream. Wemade the Highlands light the same night, and received apilot, and next morning, with a beautiful day, sailed up toNew York (without a tug and with the wind at west sou- 352 HOME AGAIN. west), with three standing skysails, and a main moonsail,and came to, dropping our mud-hook under foot close in tothe wharf, after a not bad passage of ninety-eight days fromMacao—a passage not to be ashamed of even for a clipper,considering the lengthened route, in consequence of thesouwest monsoon necessitating four thousand miles extrato be traversed. The winter was now approaching, and I, having made ininvestments on my own account more than double mywages, considered myself entitled to a spell ashore, afterwhich I would undertake another voyage to the Antipodesor East Indies, and, if successful in my investments, seekon my return more congenial employment
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