

From the Gcn.lcman's Mag ,zinc.
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An the Author OF .Old Irousiacs OF a Lee
|M Shore.'


la sea life is curious medley of Incl
hts. Every day brings forth new pleas
Is or new pains. Novelty is the altar
r lore which Jack worshps: and Fidlers'
6 Qcen, place situated according to the
IMAGINATION of old tars, three miles beyond
location of a certain fiery old gentle
In called Belzebub, is, according to his
iced, the final resting place of the sons
q the sea. Grog is the solace of the old
8n-of-war' man-grog and its accom-
| p1iment tobacco o-with full can and a


pouch, with shot in the locker, and
IGEunday suit. he rides the ocean with a
| & planks between him and eternity, and
Wbislles a merry strain, amid the awful
p1ng of the midnight storm. An old
| 4 llor is great curiosity his whole life
.nSpent in endcavoring 10 Out-wlt his Off
|ots but when he has played his pranks,
ri is generous to a fault. He cannot en-
Ire the tears of woman, and many Il
| nc have seen bluff old sea dog. half
| is over, throw a third of his hard earn
gains into a weeping widows lap, and
ile he wiped his eyes with his apology
pocket handkerchief, sing out in a


bky voice. Belay there your pumps
|& sorrow-the longest storm must have


end and then depart, hitching up his
Irboard waistband before the astonished
r pent of his favor>found words with
3ich to return her heartfelt thanks.
! Nhere has of late, however, been a
{at revolution worked by philanthro-
II&ts in the condition of the seamen, both
the naval and merchant service. The
I've Jacket now worships at the altar OF
U6 God, and from beneath the Bethel
u% Loud hallelujahs to the Lord,


- Die sweetly on the distant sea.


! There is another class of persons, how
{e&r, who ride the lcaping ocean who diff.
q from the sea!ncn in every particular


&y are the souls Of the trumpet, the
masers of thunder, the monarchs of the
[pppIed deck. Their hail is as omnipo.
| VI from stem to stern as the clapplng o


sutan's hands. Sky pole and ofloI


dek answer tremblingly to their sum
! ms; and even the very rats in wal


Nip show by their scampering whcneveI


W first lutf has the sulks-that


ID BY the itching Of their thumbs


M Something savage to'ards them comes


With this class Of sea-farng men, those


ntlemen who enter the cabin windows


'Mtead Of working their way up through


" hawse-holes-we have had something


y do in our early days, and feeling in the


mor Of storytelling, we trust we shall


be condemned for noticing some o


laughable peculiarities incidental tt


Pr lives at sea.


Rrhe captain of ship Of war is the firs


Pat man on board-he, like the king
do no wrong. He can break his owl


uaions, and reprlnand himself in Prl
!, e for the offence. He, in fact, is tn
q Eat grand Turk, and if he see fit he cal
. fp his officers in as pretty little 10
!. ct as one can well conceive of. Th'
Z xt in rank and power is the frs\ lieu
"k ant--he is the executive officer vhe i