. 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. te up my log with my left, as well as I could, and whenthe crew were engaged making and shortening sail I had totake the wheel, being able to steer with my left hand having been blown some one hundred and eighty milesto the eastard, and from the Gulf coast the norther mod-erated, and by degrees shifted to a pleasant easterly breeze,when w
. 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. te up my log with my left, as well as I could, and whenthe crew were engaged making and shortening sail I had totake the wheel, being able to steer with my left hand having been blown some one hundred and eighty milesto the eastard, and from the Gulf coast the norther mod-erated, and by degrees shifted to a pleasant easterly breeze,when we made all sail, which soon enabled us to make Tam-pico bar again, and luckily picked up our mud-hook. Weprocured the services of a very small tug-boat, and weretowed up a narrow passage to Tampico. The banks of thispassage were thickly wooded with banana and plantaintrees, which grew down to the waters edge, and, leaning overto the centre, intermingled their branches, forming a com-plete arch which greatly impeded our progress, so that wehad to send men aloft to cut our way through. We discharged our cargo into the lighters, and then re-turned in ballast to New Orleans, making the passage in ninedays, the round voyage occupying two REFORM HABITS. 295 I was compelled to enter the Charity Hospital as a patient,the felon on my finger had become so painful and seriousthat medical treatment was necessary. During the firstnight in hospital so many of the patients died around methat I was scared, and suddenly took French leave in theearly morning. I betook myself to a friends house, a steve-dore by the name of Philips, with whom I resided until thefelon got entirely well. Then Mr. Philips gave me a jo^rolling cotton on the levee and on the stage into the shipI worked at this for about two months, sometimes earningas much as ten dollars a day, always two working together,and frequently rolling two hundred bales of cotton at a bit(twelve and a half cents) a bale. Contracting h
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