. 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. intoplace by great screws, so as to fill every foot of space tweendecks and hold. By employing several negroes and work-ing myself very early and late, I was able to earn very goodwages. But such work was soon monotonous, and lackingin the charm that belonged to life on board ship. Thestevedores lot is not to be envied in that city. I learnedthat an
. 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. intoplace by great screws, so as to fill every foot of space tweendecks and hold. By employing several negroes and work-ing myself very early and late, I was able to earn very goodwages. But such work was soon monotonous, and lackingin the charm that belonged to life on board ship. Thestevedores lot is not to be envied in that city. I learnedthat an expedition was organized and equipped at NewYork and New Orleans having for its object the reductionof Vera Cruz and the Fortress of St. Juan de Ulloa. My old shipmate, Arthur Hider, of the Rome, Aigle,Ewifig, Lakes, and house of detention, N. Y., when I wasa witness in the murder case on board the Niantic, had justarrived from a voyage, and had already shipped in theNorth Carolina, of Bath, Captain Drummond, with a regi-ment of regulars on board and a cargo of fresh water incypress barrels. I therefore determined to ship in her. We sailed with orders to rendezvouz at the Lobos Islands,in the Gulf, north of Vera Cruz, some one hundred and. 280 VERA CRUZ. fifty miles, where was assembled a large fleet of ships andsteamers of war, transports with troops, water, and surf-boats for landing troops, &c. We arrived at the Lobos Islands two days after leavingthe S. W. pass. I had nearly forgotten to state that we losta man overboard while lying at anchor in the river. Whiletowing down the Mississippi, in my anchor watch, with aboy with me, with a marlin-spike I forced the store dooropen, rolled a barrel of apples, some hams, and a smallfirkin of butter, with other things, into the focastle. We had not lain at the Lobos Islands longer than a dayor so when the ships composing the expedition were as-sembled, weighed and made sail to the southward, finallycoming to under Sacrificios Anton
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