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ball-rooms. Every time the musicians paused (there 

 were but a fiddle and a clarinet), the fishermen and 

 their partners ran to one of the corners of the room 

 for a %vhet, which consisted of a glass of rum, and 

 which the ladies swallowed without the slightest 

 objection. 



Altogether, it was a curious spectacle, yet scarcely 

 worth the rest which we should have sacrificed to it, 

 through folly and gaiety of heart, had we remained 

 much longer in society where we were really out of 

 place. I was glad therefore wlien Captain Wilson 

 proposed to me that we should beat an honourable 

 retreat, and in another hour we were sleeping our 

 best in our berths on board the Montcalm. 



Next morning, Captain Wilson hoisied the Ame- 

 rican flag, and fired a salute, which was answered 

 by the fort; and then, all sails set, we returned 

 toAvards Boston, which we reached before a cap- 

 full of wind. 



Captain Wilson died five years ago whilst doubling 

 Cape Horn, carried overboard by a sea. May God 

 rest his soul ! 



