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got on moderate means, perhaps a short account of 

 my little yacht I had on Lough Corrib, Galway, 

 and what I did, may not be uninteresting. 



After I had been a short time in Galway — that 

 is, a couple of miles from the town — I found a very 

 nice boat of about ten tons that was to be sold. I 

 made enquiries, and discovered she was nearly new, 

 and that more than a hundred pounds had been 

 spent on her in making a cabin and fitting her out. 

 I bought her for eight pounds, spent twenty more 

 on her, and had the most complete little fishing and 

 shooting craft I ever saw. I had a rack for my 

 guns and rods, and lockers for all my things ; there 

 were places to put away game, provisions, and 

 liquor, and a good stove, of modern contrivance, for 

 cooking. This last was in my cabin, for she was 

 too small to have a forecastle. In summer we 

 cooked on shore, on the stones or what not. She 

 was only partly decked — what is called a welled 

 boat. Over this well at night there was a perfectly 

 water-tight tarpaulin, which was fastened down by 

 rings. In this well, which was a large one, my 

 captain slept, and the other man nestled in the sail- 

 room, which was right astern. I bought a bran- 

 new dingy for thirty shillings, and was all complete ; 

 the whole affair costing me thirty pounds. As I 

 was living on the banks of Lough Corrib, the boat 



