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60. .__— etter from Mar Jeo Nov. rq. 
by this time the hatches are laid; and the boatswain 
has piped to a tub of punch, which we will have no- 
thare of ;—but we are not-at fhort allowance here, 
such as it is. 
Now stand by, my boy! for the journal I promised 
of our cruise, to overhaul with you: all our adven- 
tures'in this fine city. ; 
First, we embarked at Randeboom*, on board 
some crazy vefsels, they ‘call Kabitkies+, which: 
pitched and rolled as if Davy Jones himself had been 
at the helm; and almost knocked in a few of my 
timbers before we got up,here, although we brought: 
to about half way, and stowed the bread. room to. 
keep them. out.’ 
Next day. we went on a cruise through the town,. 
and saw our old brother Peter on his horse, which 
he rides. like a sailor, as it rises to the sea like a 
Norway yawl; and is so confounded by the stern, 
that it would capsize, were it not brought up by its 
rudder t. The old seaman knew the trim of a fhip 
better than of a horse. From that we bore away east, | 
and fell in with a first rate palace ||, that might stow — 
away all the crews of the Rufsian navy. It is well © 
manned aloft ; but we saw few hands helow; and had ~ 
not the pleasure of giving the Czarina three cheers, | 
* The vulgw proaunciation of her imperial majesty’s. palace opposite 
the island of Cronstadt, , 
+ A sort of covered cart, with four wheels, used for travelling. 
} The noble equestrian statue of Peter the great is artfully kept rising ~ 
on its hind legs, by the thicknefs of the metal in those parts, and the 
support of its tail against the rock, - 
| Her I. M. winter palace is crowded at top with statues, and abane — 
don’d in summer for Zarscocello, 1 
