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some voyage or travels. At one we dine. Yon shore-going 

 people are lamentably mistaken abont the manner of living on 

 board. We have never yet (nor shall we) dined off salt meat. 

 Rice and peas and calavanses are excellent vegetables, and, 

 with good bread, who could want more? Judge Alderson 

 could not be more temperate, as nothing but water comes on 

 the table. At five we have tea." 



The crew of the Beagle consisted of Captain Fitz-Roy, 

 "Commander and Surveyor," two lieutenants, one of whom 

 (the first lieutenant) was the late Captain Wickham, Governor 

 of Queensland ; the late Admiral Sir James Sulivan, K.C.B., 

 was the second lieutenant. Besides the master and two mates, 

 there was an assistant-surveyor, the late Admiral Lort 

 Stokes. There were also a surgeon, assistant-surgeon, two 

 midshipmen, master's mate, a volunteer (1st class), purser, 

 carpenter, clerk, boatswain, eight marines, thirty-four seamen, 

 and six boys. 



There are not now (1892) many survivors of my father's 

 old ship-mates. Admiral Mellersh, and Mr. Philip King, of 

 the Legislative Council of Sydney, are among the number. 

 Admiral Johnson died almost at the same time as my father. 



My father retained to the last a most pleasant recollection of 

 tho voyage of the Beagle, and of the friends he made on board 

 her. To his children their names were familiar, from his many 

 stories of the voyage, and we caught his feeling of friendship 

 for many who were to us nothing more than names. 



It is pleasant to know how affectionately his old companions 

 remember him. 



Sir James Sulivan remained, throughout my father's life- 

 time, one of his best and truest friends. He writes : — " I can 

 confidently express my belief that during the five years in the 

 Beagle, he was never known to be out of temper, or to say one 

 unkind or hasty word of or to any one. You will therefore 

 readily understand how this, combined with the admiration of 

 his energy and ability, led to our giving him the name of ' the 

 dear old Philosopher.' " * Admiral Mellersh writes to me : — 

 " Your father is as vividly in my mind's eye as if it was only a 

 week ago that I was in the Beagle with him ; his genial smile 

 and conversation can never be forgotten by any who saw them 

 and heard them. I was sent on two or three occasions away in 

 a boat with him on some of his scientific excursions, and always 



* His other nickname was " The Flycatcher." I have heard my father 

 tell how he overheard the boatswain of the Beagle showing another 

 boatswain over the ship, and pointing out the officers : " That's our first 

 lieutenant ; that's our doctor ; that's our flycatcher." 



