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on deck-a few flags to shut us in will make the thing complete."

It was done; and while the sharp cries of the wounded, who were immediately under the knife of the doctor, and the low moans of those whose wounds had been dressed, or were waiting their turn, reached our ears distinctly through the small sky-light, our beds were arranged on deck, under the shelter of the awning, a curtain of flags veiling our quarters from the gaze of the crew. Paul Gelid and Pepperpot occupied the starboard side of the little vessel; Aaron Bang and myself the larboard. By this time it was close on eight o'clock in the evening. I had merely looked in on our friends, ensconced as they were in their temporary hurricane house; for I had more work than I could accomplish on deck in repairing damages. Most of our standing, and great part of our running rigging, had been shot away, which the tired crew were busied in splicing and knotting, the best way they could. Our main-mast was very badly wounded close to the deck. It was fished as scientifically as our circumstances admitted. The foremast had fortunately escaped-it was untouched; but there were no fewer than thirteen round shot through our hull, five of them being between wind and water.

When every thing had been done which ingenuity could devise, or the most determined perseverance execute, I returned to our canvass-shed aft, and found Mr Wagtail sitting on the deck, arranging, with the help of my steward, the supper equipnient to the best of his ability. Our meal, as may easily be imagined, was frugal in the extreme-salt beef, biscuit, some roasted yams, and cold grog-some of Aaron's excellent rum. But I mark it down, that I question if any one of the four who partook of it, ever made so hearty a supper before or since. We work ed away at the junk until we had polished the bone, clean as an elephant's tusk, and the roasted yams disappeared in bushels-full; while the old rum sank in the bottle, like mercury in the barometer, indicating an approaching gale.

"I say, Tom," quoth Aaron," how do you feel, my boy?"

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Why, not quite so buoyant as I could wish. To me it has been a day of fearful responsibility." "As

"And well it may," said he. for myself, I go to rest with the tremendous consciousness that even I, who am not a professional butcher, have shed more than one fellowcreature's blood-a trembling_consideration-and all for what, Tom? You met a big ship in the dark, and desired her to stop. She said she would not. You said,' You shall.'She rejoined, 'I'll be d――d if I do.' And thereupon you set about compelling her; and certainly you have interrupted her course to some purpose, at the trivial cost of the lives of only five or six hundred human beings, whose hearts were beating cheerily within these last six hours, but whose bodies are now food for fishes."

I was stung. "At your hands, my dear sir, I did not expect this, and"

"Hush," said he, "I don't blame you-it is all right; but why will not the Government at home arrange by treaty that this nefarious trade should be entirely put down? Surely all our victories by sea and land might warrant our stipulating for so much, in place of hugger-muggering with doubtful ill-defined treaties, specifying that you Johnny Crapeau, and you Jack Spaniard, shall steal men, and deal in human flesh, in such and such a degree of latitude only, while, if you pick up one single slave a league to the northward or southward of the prescribed line of coast, then we shall blow you out of the water wherever we meet you. Why should poor devils, who live in one degree of latitude, be kidnapped, whilst we make it felony to steal their immediate neighbours ?" Aaron waxed warm as he proceeded

"If slavery be that Upas-tree, under whose baleful shade every kindly feeling in the human bosom, whether of master or servant, withers and dies, I ask, who planted it? If it possess such a magical, and incredible, and most pestilential quality, that the English gentleman who shall be virtuous and beneficent, and just in all his ways, before he leaves home, and after he returns home, shall, during his temporary sojourn within its influence, have his warm heart of

flesh smuggled out of his bosom, by some hocus pocus, utterly unintelligible to any unprejudiced rational being, or have it indurated into the flint of the nether milstone, or frozen into a lump of ice"

"Lord," ejaculated Wagtail, "only fancy a snow-ball in a man's stomach, and in Jamaica too!"

"Hold your tongue, Waggy, my love," continued Aaron; "if all this were so, I would again ask, who planted it?-say not that we did itI am a planter, but I did not plant slavery. I found it growing and flourishing, and fostered by the government, and made my nest amongst the branches like a respectable corbie craw, or a pelican in a wild-duck's nest, with all my pretty little tender black branchers hopping about me, along with numberless other unfortunates, and now find that the tree is being uprooted by the very hands that planted and nourished it, and seduced me to live in it, and all"

I laughed aloud-" Come, come, my dear sir, you are a perfect Lord Castlereagh in the congruity of your figures. How the deuce can any living thing exist among the poisonous branches of the Upas-tree-or a wild-duck build"

"Get along with your criticism Tom-and don't laugh, hang it, don't laugh-but who told you that a cor

bie cannot ?"

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'Why there are no corbies in Java." 'Pah-botheration-there are pelicans then; but you know it is not an Upas-tree, you know it is all a chimera, and like the air-drawn dagger of Macbeth, that there is no such thing.' Now, that is a good burst, Gelid, my lad, a'n't it?" said Bang, as he drew a long breath, and again launched forth.

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"Our Government shall quarrel about sixpence here or sixpence there, of discriminative duty in a foreign port, while they have clapt a knife to our throats, and a flaming faggot to our houses, by absurd edicts and fanatical intermeddling with our own colonies, where the slave-trade has notoriously, and to their own conviction, entirely ceased; while they will not put out their little finger, nay, they calmly look on, and permit a traffic utterly repug

nant to all the best feelings of our nature, and baneful to an incalculable degree to our own West Indian possessions; and the suppression of which-Lord, what a thing to think of!-has nearly deprived the world of the invaluable services of me, Aaron Bang, Esquire, Member of Council of the Island of Jamaica, and Custos Rotulorum Populorum Jig of the Parish of ".

"Lord," said Wagtail, "why, the yam is not half done."

"But the rum is-ah!" drawled Gelid.

"D― the yam and the rum too," rapped out Bang. "Why, you bellygods, you have interrupted such a torrent of eloquence!"

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I began to guess that our friends were waxing peppery. Why, gentlemen, I don't know how you feel, but I am regularly done up-it is quite calm, and I hope we shall all sleep, so good-night."

We nestled in, and the sun had risen before I was called next morning. I hope

"I rose a sadder and a wiser man, Upon that morrow's morn."

"On deck, there," said I, while dressing. Mr Peter Swop, one of the Firebrand's master-mates, and acting-master of the Wave, popped in his head through the opening in the flags. "How is the weather, Mr Swop?"

"Calm all night, sir; not a breath stirring, sir.”

"Are the sails shifted?" said I, "and the starboard main-shrouds replaced?"

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They are not yet, sir; the sails are on deck, and the rigging is now stretching, and will be all ready to get over the mast-head by breakfasttime, sir."

"How is her head ?"

been boxing all round the compass, "Why," rejoined Swop, "it has sir, for these last twelve hours; at present it is north-east."

night, Mr Swop ?" "Have we drifted much since last

sir," rejoined the master. "No, sir-much where we were,

"There are several pieces of wreck, and three dead bodies, floating close to, sir."

By this time I was dressed, and

had gone from under the awning on deck. The first thing I did, was to glance my eye over the nettings, and there perceived, on our quarter, three dead bodies, as Mr Swop had said, floating,-one a white Spaniard, and the others the corpses of two unfortunate Africans, who had perish ed miserably when the brig went down. The white man's remains, swollen, as they were, from the heat of the climate, and sudden putrefaction consequent thereon, floated quietly within pistol-shot, motionless and still; but the bodies of the two negroes were nearly hidden by the clustering sea-birds which had perched on them. There were at least two dozen shipped on each carcass, busy with their beaks and claws, while, on the other hand, the water in the immediate neighbourhood seemed quite alive, from the rushing and walloping of numberless fishes, who were tearing the prey piecemeal. The view was any thing but pleasant, and I naturally turned my eyes forward to see what was going on in the bows of the schooner. I was startled from the number of black faces which I saw. "Why, Mr Tailtackle, how many of these poor creatures have we on board ?"*

"There are fifty-nine, sir, under hatches in the forehold," said Timothy," and thirty-five on deck; but I hope we shan't have them long, sir. It looks like a breeze to windward. We shall have it before long, sir."

At this moment Mr Bang came on deck. "Lord, Tom, I thought it was a flea-bite last night, but, mercy, I am as stiff and sore as a gentleman need be. How do you feel? I see you have one of your fins in a sling, - eh ?"

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loo" rent the skies. Mr Bang, for a moment, appeared startled, and, so far as I could judge, he had forgotten that part of his exploit, and did not know what to make of it, until at last the actual meaning seemed to flash on him, and, with a shout of laughter, he bolted in through the opening of the flags to his former quarters below the awning. I descended to the cabin, breakfast having been announced, and sat down to our meal, confronted by Paul Gelid and Pepperpot Wagtail. Presently we heard Aaron sing out, the small skuttle being right overhead, " Pegtop, come here, Pegtop, I say, help me on with my neckcloth-so-that will do; now I shall go on deck. Why, Pearl, my boy, what do you want ?" and before Pearl could get a word in, Aaron continued, "I say, Pearl, go to the other end of the ship, and tell your Coromantee friends that it is all a humbug-that I am not the Sultan Cocoloo; farthermore, that I have not a feather in my tail like a palm branch, of the truth of which I offer to give them ocular proof."

Pearl made his salam. "Oh, sir, I fear that we must not say too much on that subject; we have not irons for one-half of them savage negirs ;" the fellow was as black as a coal himself; "and were they to be undeceived, why, reduced as our crew is, they might at any time rise on, and massacre the whole watch."

"The devil!" we could hear friend

At this moment the black savages on the forecastle discovered our friend, and shouts of " Sheik Coco

Aaron say; “oh, then, go forward, and assure them that I am a bigger ostrich than ever, and I shall astonish them presently, take my word for it. Pegtop, come here, you scoundrel," he continued; I say, Pegtop, get me out my uniform coat," our friend was a captain of Jamaica militia-"so-and my sword -that will do-and here, pull off my trowsers, it will be more classic to perambulate in my shirt, in case it really be necessary to persuade them that the palm branch was all a figure of speech. Now, my hat-therewalk before me, and fan me with the top of that herring barrel."

This was a lid of one of the wadding-tubs, which, to come up to Jigmaree's notions of neatness, had been fitted with covers, and forth stumped Bang, preceded by Pegtop doing the honours. But the instant he appear

ed from beneath the flags, the same wild shout arose from the captive slaves forward, who, that is such of them as were not fettered, immediately began to bundle and tumble round our friend, rubbing their flat noses and woolly heads all over him, and taking hold of the hem of his garment, whereby his personal decency was so seriously periled, that after an unavailing attempt to shake them off, he fairly bolted, and ran for shelter, once more, under the awning, amidst the suppressed mirth of the whole crew, Aaron himself laughing louder than any of them all the while. "I say, Tom, and fellowsufferers," quoth he, after he had run to earth under the awning, and looking down the scuttle into the cabin where we were at breakfast, "how am I to get into the cabin? if I go out on the quarter-deck but one arm's length, in order to reach the companion, these barbarians will be at me again. Ah, I see".

Whereupon, without more ado, he stuck his legs down through the small hatch right over the breakfast table, with the intention of descending, and the first thing he accomplished, was to pop his foot into a large dish of scalding hominy, or hasty-pudding, made of Indian corn meal, with which Wagtail was in the habit of commencing his stowage at breakfast. But this proving too hot for comfort, he instantly drew it out, and in his attempt to reascend, he stuck his bespattered toe into Paul Gelid's mouth. "Oh! oh!" exclaimed Paul, while little Wagtail lay back laughing like to die; but the next instant Bang gave another struggle, or wallop, like a pelloch in shoal-water, whereby Pepperpot borrowed a good kick on the side of the head, and down came the Great Ostrich, Aaron Bang, but without any feather in his tail, as I can avouch, slap upon the table, smashing cups and saucers, and hominy, and devil knows what all, to pieces, as he floundered on the board. This was so absurd, that we were all obliged to give uncontrolled course to our mirth for a minute or two, when, making the best of the wreck, we contrived to breakfast in tolerable comfort.

Soon after the meal was finished, a light air enabled us once more to

lie our course, and we gradually crept to the northward, until twelve o'clock in the forenoon, after which time it fell calm again. I went down to the cabin; Bang had been overhauling my small library, when a shelf gave way (the whole affair having been injured by a round shot in the action, which had torn right through the cabin), so down came several scrolls, rolled up, and covered with brown paper.

"What are all these?" I could here our friend say.

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They are my logs,” said I. "Your what?"

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Tom Cringle's Log.

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dozen worsted, three of cotton, two of silk; find only half a dozen worsted, two of cotton, and one of silk. Fired a gun, and weighed."

"Who?" quoth Aaron," you or the Admiral, or the worsted, cotton, or silk stockings?"

"Oh, botheration! I said you would glean nothing worth having, my dear sir, and you see I did not deceive you."

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Possibly not,"quoth he, " but let me judge for myself, Master Tum

mas."

like the thatch of a dustman, com-
posed of canvass, well tarred, with
no snout, and having a long flap
hanging down the back to carry the
rain over the cape of the jacket.
His chin was embedded in a red
comforter that rose to his ears. His
trunk was first of all cased in a shirt
of worsted stocking-net; over this
he had a coarse linen shirt, then a
thick cloth waistcoat; a shag jacket
was the next layer, and over that was
rigged the large cumbrous pea jacket,
reaching to his knees. As for his
lower spars, the rig was still more
peculiar :-first of all, he had on a
pair of most comfortable woollen
stockings, what we call fleecy hosiery
-and the beauties are peculiarly nice
over these
in this respect, then a pair of strong
fearnaught trowsers;
again are drawn up another pair of
stockings, thick rig-and-furrow, as
we call them in Scotland, and above
all this were drawn a pair of long,
well-greased, and liquored boots,
reaching half way up the thigh, and
altogether impervious to wet. How-
ever comfortable this costume may be
in bad weather in board, it is clear
enough that any culprit so swathed,
would stand a poor chance of being
saved, were he to fall overboard.
The wind veered round and round,
and baffled, and checked us off, so
that it was the sixth night after we
had taken our departure from Har-
wich before we saw Heligoland light.
We then bore away for Cuxhaven,
and I now knew for the first time
that we had a government emissary
of some kind or another on board,
although he had hitherto confined
himself strictly to the captain's ca-
bin.

"Downs-Goodwin Sands.". "Hum, hum! Ah, come, here is something continuous. Let me clear my harmonious voice. Wagtail, my boy-Gelid, dear, lend me your ears, they are long enough,—they would make purses, if not silk ones. Here goes"

"Tom Cringle's first log.-Sailed for the North Sea, deucedly sea-sick; was told that fat pork was the best specific, if bolted half raw; did not find it much of a tonic;-passed a terrible night, and for four hours of it obliged to keep watch, more dead than alive. On the evening of the third day, we were off Harwich, and then got a slant of wind that enabled us to lay our course.'

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"Lie our course, I would have written," said Aaron.

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"We stood on, and next morning, in the cold, miserable, drenching haze of an October daybreak, we passed through a fleet of fishingboats at anchor. At anchor,' thought I,' and in the middle of the sea,' but so it was-all with their tiny cabooses, smoking cheerily, and a solitary figure, as broad as it was long, stifly walking to and fro on the confined decks of the little vessels. It was now that for the first time I knew the value of the saying, a fisherman's walk, two steps and overboard.' With regard to these same fishermen, I cannot convey a better notion of them, than by describing one of the two North Sea pilots whom we had on board: well, this pilot was a tall, raw-boned subject, about six feet or so, with a blue face-I could not call it red, and a hawk's-bill nose, of the colour of bronze. His head was defended from the weather by what is technically called a south-west, pronounced sow-west, cap, which is in shape

"All at once it came on to blow from the north-east, and we were again driven back among the English fishing-boats. The weather was thick as butter-milk, so we had to keep the bell constantly ringing, as we could not see the jib-boom-end Every now from the forecastle. and then we heard a small, hard, clanking tinkle, from the fishingboats, as if an old pot had been struck instead of a bell, and a faint hollo," Fishing-smack," as we shot past them in the fog, while we could scarcely see the vessels at all. The morning after this particular time to which I allude, was darker than any

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