. 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. SEEING it fl Chapter III. Loud roars the dreadful thunder,The rain in torrents pours;The clouds are rent asunder By the lightnings vivid night, both chill and dark,Our poor devoted bark,There she lay,- Til next the Bay of Biscay, oh. The crew were paid off next day, and after many kindlyleave-takings dispersed, some to hu
. 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. SEEING it fl Chapter III. Loud roars the dreadful thunder,The rain in torrents pours;The clouds are rent asunder By the lightnings vivid night, both chill and dark,Our poor devoted bark,There she lay,- Til next the Bay of Biscay, oh. The crew were paid off next day, and after many kindlyleave-takings dispersed, some to hunt up relatives, friends,or sweethearts, and others, less fortunate, to hunt up quar-ters in a sailors boarding-house. This last was not a diffi-cult task as to quantity, for there was an embarrassment ofriches as to number, but as to quality—well, one land-sharkis very much like another, thats all I have to say at present,except that they were in those days, without exception, ex-cessively anxious to serve poor Jack, and assist him in get-ting rid of his hard-earned money. Clamorous as a pack ofwolves eager for their prey, the runners for the boarding-houses came at you, a dozen at a time, and tackled on topoor Jack and his box, or sea-chest, and hauled
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