I have here gone out of my narrative course in order that any who
may read this may form as correct an idea of a sailor's life and
duty as possible. I have done it in this place because, for some time,
our life was nothing but the unvarying repetition of these duties,
which can be better described together. Before leaving this
description, however, I would state, in order to show landsmen how
little they know of the nature of a ship, that a ship-carpenter is
kept in constant employ during good weather on board vessels which are
in, what is called, perfect sea order.
CHAPTER IV
A ROGUE--TROUBLE ON BOARD--"LAND HO!"--POMPERO--CAPE HORN
After speaking the Carolina, on the 21st August, nothing occurred to
break the monotony of our life until-
Friday, September 5th, when we saw a sail on our weather (starboard)
beam. She proved to be a brig under English colors, and passing
under our stern, reported herself as forty-nine days from Buenos
Ayres, bound to Liverpool. Before she had passed us, sail ho!" was
cried again, and we made another sail, far on our weather bow, and
steering athwart our hawse.
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