. 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. hinese cross. A ludicrous sight was one Chinaman driving anotherabout the streets, as children do at home with us, and lash-ing him severely as punishment for some crime or other. Treat every man as he deserves, Who shall scape whipping ?—None ! I was then on my old ground again, and considering my-self an authority on matters appertaining to China
. 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. hinese cross. A ludicrous sight was one Chinaman driving anotherabout the streets, as children do at home with us, and lash-ing him severely as punishment for some crime or other. Treat every man as he deserves, Who shall scape whipping ?—None ! I was then on my old ground again, and considering my-self an authority on matters appertaining to China andChinese, like some of the late English writers on Americaand the Americans, who know about as much of the latter 338 MACAO. as I did of the former, undertook to be a chaperone to myshipmates. The success of my service as chaperone may aswell be omitted. Then we got the ship ready for a cargo of teas and silks,in the same manner as narrated in former pages, viz.: bysmoking the rats out of her, or rather suffocating them withthe fumes of charcoal. As is usual, we were employedsetting up standing rigging, rattling down and tarring,mending sails, and painting ship inside and out. All thisoccupied two weeks, when our homeward cargo began to. #**&&? CHINAMAN FLOGGED. arrive alongside in chops (Chinese lighters), accompaniedby our old tea-shipping friend, the Chinese weigher and hisparaphernalia. In another three weeks we were filled up,hatches battened, sails bent, water racked off, purified andfiltered, with everything ready for sea once more. With the pilot on board, and the ship unmoored, we pro-ceeded down the river towards Macao, and, with a favor-able monsoon, discharged the pilot, and steered for theStraits of Sunda, between the islands of Sumatra and Java, MADAGASCAR. 339 We had a fine passage, fair wind and favorable weather,and in ten days came to an anchor in the straits off AnjerPoint, and, as in former voyages, traded old knives, razor-blades, pins, needles, and oth
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