246 CAPTAIN ZACHARY G. LAMSON 



would try to make me understand their 

 money. We arrived in London. Just before 

 we got to the Bank of England I stopped 

 the coachman and got down in the street 

 and travelled to the Virginia Hotel. With 

 my mustachios, long beard under the chin 

 and much sunburn, nobody in the Hotel 

 knew me, although I was an old boarder. 

 Then, after a while, I asked if I could have 

 lodging. They replied they would see but 

 looked quite hard at me. Finally, I made 

 myself known to them, when the best thing 

 they had was for me. I saw a gentleman 

 reading a paper in the room who had a 

 genteel appearance. On enquiring, I found 

 him an American. I showed him my let- 

 ters, and found him acquainted with Mr. 

 Bainbridge, and then I opened my busi- 

 ness to him. He was glad of my acquaint- 

 ance, and we the next morning called on 

 Messrs. Bainbridge and made arrange- 

 ments for selling our cargo. I was intro- 

 duced by the name of White, 1 and Mr. 



1 Pedro Blanco = Peter White. 



