A TeetOtal Sailor.
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A sailor, short time ago, on his way from
London to Portsmouth per coach, was observ-
ed by fellow traveller to take nothing to
drink but ginger beer He being an amusing
and talkative companion, was asked: &C How
is it that you, jolly sailor, are so abstemious;
tits rather an unusual thing, isn'tit ?' "Wby,''
said the tar, &c | never knew what real enjoy
ment was till this present cruise ashore. Some
time ago had the good luck 10 go ashore in
Cornwall, and there out of lark went to a
teetotal meeting. What heard so struck my
mind that joined the society. Since then |
have travelled from place to place, determin-
ed to find out every relation have in Eng
land, poor or rich. | am now going to Ports
mouth, to see an old uncle, pilot, whom
have not seen for many years, and hear he's
nearly aground; and as have plenty of shots
in the locker, | intend to serve him as have
some others; give him part of what have,
thanks to the Cornwall meeting, and what