. 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. nd no money. Thecarpenter was greatly disappointed, and said some one elsemust have been ahead of him and carried off the treasure. Thenext morning, while we were washing decks, the mate, infu-riated at having found his state-room and trunk broken into,and his things rummaged promiscuously, rushed round thedecks like a madman with a cocked pistol in
. 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. nd no money. Thecarpenter was greatly disappointed, and said some one elsemust have been ahead of him and carried off the treasure. Thenext morning, while we were washing decks, the mate, infu-riated at having found his state-room and trunk broken into,and his things rummaged promiscuously, rushed round thedecks like a madman with a cocked pistol in his hand, andswore if he only knew who had been in his room he wouldblow his brains out. That night I left the boat, unknown to asingle soul, for I felt convinced that the carpenter would re-veal the secret, and then my skin would not be worth a centto me, because I had not warned the mate against the mis-chief. I walked through a wild and desolate country, coveredwith chapparel, to Point Isabel, where I got a chance towork my passage to New Orleans in a small schooner, and I 292 JASPER. considered myself fortunate to arrive without any holes inmy carcass, after a passage of six days. Considering that I had had enough for a time of romanc-. FLORIDA FRUITS. ing in the sunny South I shipped in the brig Jasper, CaptainMoran, for New York, with molasses in barrels, and sugar,and back to New Orleans. We made the entire voyagein a little less than two months. Nothing material occurred TAMPICO. 293 on this voyage, neither did I get into any more a little personal excitement is very good in itsway, yet it does not do to be always in hot water, and Iimagine that I had experienced my full share of that. On our return to the Crescent City I next shippedmate of the brig Texas, Captain Golden, for Tampico, onthe Gulf coast of Mexico, with small bales of cotton forcarriage on pack mules. We had very fine weather till we came to off Tampicobar, with a slip on our cable. We h
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