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and never having in that time met a serious disaster. It was a sailing vessel, and primarily intended to convey freight, but had accommoda
usement, and though he treated him with outward respect, mentally voted him very soft. Fifth on the list was a tall, sallow, thin individual, with a melancholy countenance, who was troubled with numerous symptoms, and was persuaded that he had not long to live. He was from Pennsylvania. He carried with him in his trunk a large assortment of pills and liquid medicines, one or another of which he took abou
k, after a good dinner, and saw the dudish passenger, till now invisible, holding himself steady w
el, Mr. Clinto
ght it was such a bore, crossing the ocean, don't you know. I've a great idea
ny land, Mr. Clinton. I think you
his eyes rested on the melancholy countenan
," said our hero. "I hope
me on board," responded Mr. Timmins, gloo
uired Montgomery
bring my box of Remedial pills. I don
downstairs," said Clinton. "You're w
hinking of, young man? Do you think
an't tell, do
ot five other kinds of pills downstairs, for different maladies I am
re seasickness?" ask
, Mr. Clinton," said Mr. Holdfast, the m
be really grateful, I assure you, i
h square," said the mate gravely, "and follow
ng very pale. "It actually makes me sick to think of it, don't you kno
id Mr. Timmins. "He knows no
Timmins," said
life has been saved s
r live wit
shook his head a
g after him. "I'd rather go to Davy's locker, and be don
said a newcomer, in a nasal voic
oice of the Yankee inv
ve had very li
n I have time-a kind of a self-acting, automati
Mr. Stubbs. Poor Mr. Clinton wo
er with an eyeglass and spindle leg
nt than use," answ
ud guffaw, and regarded Ha
All had become acquainted, and settled down to a regular routine. But the time dragged, and
he professor, "
it, pro
on for the benefit of our fe
dy to do
l speak to
eck of the Nantucket, at which all who could possibly be spared were present. To some of the sailors it was a novel
at, Mr. Clinton?" he ask
fessor," drawle
r took it, a
ere is nothing i
, I don't carry things i
Hemenway drew out of the hat half a dozen oni
mistaken," he said. "I see you
d at the horrified
how those horrid things cam
onions, Mr. Clint
a new suit of clothes!" pr
the professor, politely. "I suppose you want the
Clinton, very much embarrassed. "Here,
addressed accepted
" he said, "If so be as
, my good man. I never
said Mr. Stubbs. "An onion, let me tell you
ng by request, and no part of the performance was m
ke a nightingale, don't you kn
so absorbed in your song that I have
est compliment I have received
ty years of age, and had been in service ever since he was fifteen. He was a thorough sailor, and fitted in every way but one to
that he indulged his appetite. He kept a private store of liquors in his cabin, and had recourse to them wh
t at sea, one day, when a thick voice greeted them, "Good-mo
anged a significant glance wh
sor Hemenway, "it is i
e this, Harry," s
ity any gentleman sh
t Captain Hill should so sin against his own health, but we must consider furthermore,
erstand his busi
a vessel when he allows liquor to rob him of his senses. I wis
e you h
self on board the Nantucket
nly an excep
us ho
m the young dude, Montgomery Clinton, was pacing the deck, carrying in his hand a rattan cane such as he used on shore. As he overhauled him, Captain Hill, with the instinct of a drunken man, locked arms with the young man, and f
the captain, who, in losing his equilibrium, also upset Clinton, and the
earing that he might fall again into the clutches of his unwelcome companion. The
d, professor," said Mr. Stubbs, wh
t," answered Pro
ften it'll be a ba
am thinking