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among whom was the lieutenant officer 

 of my watch and last, not least, my 

 old friend the sixth mate, who, as I 

 have before stated, was unfortunately killed 

 on his next voyage all made my house 

 their home. One of my own spare 

 coaches, with four good horses, was at 

 the door every morning to take us to 

 the grand point of attraction. 



The great wish of all was to see and 

 shake hands with their Imperial and Royal 

 Majesties, with the veteran Blucher, and the 

 Hetman Platoff. The two former were 

 lodged, one at the Governor's, the other at 

 the Commissioner's House in the Dock- 

 yard ; the latter at hotels ; and one and all, 

 young and old, rich and poor, were 

 smitten with the same mania that of 

 following in crowds the footsteps of those 

 august personages. So high and so far 

 did this feeling obtain, that the epoch 

 was ever after called " the insanity 

 week." 



