86 ALL ABOARD FOR SUNRISE LANDS.

was endeavoring to call up another subject for the delight of his
auditors, when the wondering and almost worshipping Siah spoke up;
“T ’spose you've been in de water?”

“Of course, sartin! We sailors don’t make more of that than
you land folks make of stepping out on the ground,” replied Jack with
an almost contemptuous air. “But,” he prudently added, “we have
our preferences about the quantity of water we take and when and where
we get into it. Once I was jest home from a whalin’ trip, and as I
had been through almost everything, I naturally felt that I was
equal to any water-ventur’ at home, and I took a common sail-boat
intendin’ to enjoy a little trip down our river, and then out to sea a

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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again. I got along very
well till I reached the
mouth of the river when
one of the worst squalls
I ever knew blew for
about twenty minutes. It
blew all ways at once,
nor-west, sow-west, nor-
east, sow-east, so it seemed
to me, and the sky was
black as the bottom side of
the cook’s b’ilers. Well, I
got into a place, a bad
place, where the tide and

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

eddy meet, and over I went!
There I was spilled over

JACK WHEN SPILLED OUT. about as entirely as a man
could be. Didn’t things look dark? The waves broke lively over