. 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. ferred to-gether a few minutes, when they returned to us and said: I will give you leave to go on shore watch and watch untilall have had leave. When that was spoken every man ofthe crew sent up a hearty cheer for our generous captainand his able mates. When my turn came I made straight for the city, andlooked about for a square meal. Provisions wer
. 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. ferred to-gether a few minutes, when they returned to us and said: I will give you leave to go on shore watch and watch untilall have had leave. When that was spoken every man ofthe crew sent up a hearty cheer for our generous captainand his able mates. When my turn came I made straight for the city, andlooked about for a square meal. Provisions were at a higherprice than in New York, but wages were many times higher,and so my dinner was costly. The restaurant, or hotel, wasunder a tent of cotton cloth, with boards only on one were hundreds of such houses scattered about, withvery little attempt at regularity. As for goods, they werepiled in heaps on the ground in the open air, only the mostvaluable, or expensive, or perishable being in tents. It wassaid that very little was lost by theft. Thieving was toorisky, for Judge Lynch had also come to California to stayawhile, and his stay meant business, as they say out judge had many deputies, one of whom was sometimes. NEW CREW. 365 active when there was cheating at cards, but not to anygreat advantage to the community, for many a man wasscooped out who had worked hard in the mines. Gamblingand whisky were the great confederates for mischief tothoughtless men then, as they are now, just the same. I went to the post office in San Francisco, thinking theremight be a letter for me, as every one else did, and, afterwaiting in the line for nearly two hours, found I was nothonored. Many a man turned away from the office with-out letters with a very sad face, and some walked up anddown as if they had lost their wits. Others would go outon the sand hills and watch for incoming vessels, hoping tohave a letter with each arrival. In spite of all our good intentions,
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