CAPTAIN CLELAND. 



before met as numerous a company, strangers 

 to each other, so agreeable and anxious to 

 make things mutually pleasant there was in 

 fact not a single black sheep on board. 



Of the captain, Cleland, I can hardly speak 

 in terms of sufficient commendation. His 

 tact, and anxiety to make himself acceptable 

 to every individual, without losing sight of his 

 proper position as commander, was the theme 

 of general praise. For myself, I shall always 

 retain a sense of his kindness : It happened 

 that I went on board at Liverpool a total 

 stranger to every one, and consequently felt 

 alone and somewhat uncomfortable. Observ- 

 ing this, the captain made up to 'me, and in- 

 vited me to his cabin, and having there in the 

 course of conversation, learnt my name, he 

 asked if I was " the celebrated Captain Bar- 

 clay ?" To this I pleaded guilty ; it was 

 soon circulated from right to left, and in the 

 course of a very short time I knew almost 

 every body, or at any rate almost every body 

 knew me. 



Notwithstanding the boisterous weather we 



