DIARY OF CAPTAIN LAMSON 189 



oner of war ; my ship was only a detained 

 vessel and I felt myself no doubt of the re- 

 sult, and now, sooner than eat a meal of 

 victuals on board his ship, I would perish 

 on his Quarter Deck. The various Lieu- 

 tenants and Officers of Marine, repeatedly 

 begged me that I would partake of some 

 refreshment and continually apologized, 

 meaning I should be satisfied that it was 

 Lord Falkland's doings. At four o'clock 

 when at dinner, the officers related my ob- 

 servations to the great man. The first thing 

 I knew, as I was walking the quarter deck, 

 his Lordship came on deck, leaving his 

 dinner and says to me, " Sir, you would like 

 to go on your ship, I suppose." I replied I 

 should like to go where I could be treated 

 like a gentleman. The first news I had, a 

 boat was manned and I was ordered on the 

 "Spy" sloop of war, which was to have 

 convoyed our ship to England. On going 

 on board, the 1st Lieutenant was so grossly 

 intoxicated (in fact there was but one of- 

 ficer, and that the purser, that was fit to be 



