. 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. JACK ASHORE. 92 SAILORS. Whatever may have been the origin of this aversion, itcertainly existed, and the packet sailors, actuated, perhaps,by sheer bravado, or by a determination to have the gameas well as the name, drew deeper and broader the line whichseparated them from other seamen. Ashore they were to be found in the haunts of vice anddrunkenn


. 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. JACK ASHORE. 92 SAILORS. Whatever may have been the origin of this aversion, itcertainly existed, and the packet sailors, actuated, perhaps,by sheer bravado, or by a determination to have the gameas well as the name, drew deeper and broader the line whichseparated them from other seamen. Ashore they were to be found in the haunts of vice anddrunkenness moored head and stern in the grog-shop, in-separable from the lower class of sailor boarding-houses,. JACK TARS ON LAND. until their money gave out, when they would be very bluntlyordered to look for a ship. In the street, dirty, drunk, andblasphemous, they were the b y sailor all out. Roll-ing down Waterloo Road, perpetually making short tacksacross the sidewalk, with a battered souwester, red or blueflannel shirt, belt, and huge sheath or enormous clasp-knife,tarry trousers tucked into his sea-boots, his cheek bulgingout with a chaw, and his mouth, lips and chin soiled withtobacco juice, he reflected but little credit upon the noblecalling which he claimed to represent. OUTFIT. 93 And yet, despite their swagger and bravado, they havelittle of the jaunty independence of the fine seaman; theirrollicking, boisterous, roystering ways too often are the un-availing mask of hearts soured and discontented. The lamentable truth is that they are not free agents, butare bound hand and foot by the chains forged by their ownfollies and vices. Their wages, small or large, are squan-dered in rioto


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