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cliffs for the first time met mj view. Several pas- 

 sengers were already enjoying the fresh morning 

 air ; and, when they were pretty well all np, I went 

 down for some breakfast and returned to the deck 

 again. There stood my friend the Captain, drawn 

 up to his full height, and sternly intent on the form 

 of some receding passenger, then perambulating 

 " forward." 



'^ Hallo, Captain ! " I exclaimed, " what's up and 

 in the wind now ? You don't look pleased." 



" Pleased ! " he sternly replied ; " and how should 

 I be ? look what's coming now 1 " 



Turning my head in the direction he indicated, I 

 saw an intelligent-looking coloured gentleman, well- 

 dressed, advancing aft the funnel, and then replied : 

 " Oh ! I see. Well, what harm is he doing? " 



^* Harm ! why just look at him ! There he goes 

 walking in front of those ladies that are seated ! 

 There's impudence in him ! Why, I wouldn't do so ! 

 What business has he abaft the funnel ? I wonder 

 some one don't drop into him ! " 



'* Well, now. Captain," I said, " if you go down to 

 breakfast, and he comes too, what will you do ? You 

 can't ' drop into him ; ' so what course would you 

 take ? " 



" Take ! " he cried ; ^^ why, if I was half famished. 



