S96 TERRIBLE FRIGHT OF THE IIEADMAN’S MOTHER. 
upon his wares and wait for the headman to drive up hia 
bullocks and fix his price. The purser was a pliiloso- 
pher, and, at the same time, a most immovable specimen 
of the fraternity. 
In another direction was to be seen a party of three or 
four exchanging a half-plug of tobacco for a jar of milk, 
and evincing unmistakable signs of a determination to 
arrive at the bottom of their purchase before engaging 
in any further speculation, while, at the same time, some 
more fastidious companion rushed toward them with the 
exclamation, “Don’t drink it on shore ! wait until we get 
on board and change it to a brandy-punch,” or words to 
that eftect. 
Here were to be seen some of the crew, already heavily 
loaded with hundreds of smoked salmon, putting down 
their bundles and bargaining for others simply because 
they were cheap; while in another quarter was one who, 
having bought all that he wanted, amused himself by 
giving away the remnant of his trading-stock, thus draw- 
ing down upon his unsuspecting head the censure of 
those who, having as yet bought nothing, could see no 
prospect of bringing the natives to a trade as long as he 
continued said amusement. 
Then, again, there was our hcavily-whiskered boat- 
swain’s mate driving a bargain with the mother of the 
headman for her favourite milch-cow and calf, while she 
was all the while under the impression that he spoke of 
the calf only. Her surprise may be imagined when she 
saw him driving ofle the two, for which he had only 
given her two plugs of tobacco and a black silk neck- 
handkerchief. Of course she returned to the charare. 
