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and as a climax, the Post office was completely blown over mixing up the letters and to bear it company in misfortune a printing office was in a similar predicament & the type literally knocked int "Pie" and this we were informed was but a "young Gulf storm". | |||
After a few days the tropical visitation had blown over I left Galveston in the trading sloop "Cutter", for Matagordo, but having to beat along the coast it was only on the third evening that we got safely over the Bar of Passo Caballo, X & came to anchor off the pilot's cabin. I Accompanied our skipper on shore & a dreary looking low sandy prairie country it was. A number of large & rough hunting dogs howled at us from the landing place to the log cabin - our pilot-house; The inmates of which were at supper Regaling themselves with turtle fried fish, roast venison maize cakes & coffee & the only way to become friendly with them was to out knife & commence eating. I could not help examining & with some curiosity our entertainers, they were the roughest looking set possibly to be imagined & were a hunting party on a visit to the pilot. They were mostly from Kentucky & Tenessee,[sic] very tall | |||
X For Nautical & other such particulars see Journal of the Royal Geographical Society 1842 [[added in pencil: (1844) ]] | |||
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7 and as a climax, the Post office was completely blown over mixing up the letters and to bear it company in misfortune a printing office was in a similar predicament & the type literally knocked int "Pie" and this we were informed was but a "young Gulf storm".
After a few days the tropical visitation had blown over I left Galveston in the trading sloop "Cutter", for Matagordo, but having to beat along the coast it was only on the third evening that we got safely over the Bar of Passo Caballo, X & came to anchor off the pilot's cabin. I Accompanied our skipper on shore & a dreary looking low sandy prairie country it was. A number of large & rough hunting dogs howled at us from the landing place to the log cabin - our pilot-house; The inmates of which were at supper Regaling themselves with turtle fried fish, roast venison maize cakes & coffee & the only way to become friendly with them was to out knife & commence eating. I could not help examining & with some curiosity our entertainers, they were the roughest looking set possibly to be imagined & were a hunting party on a visit to the pilot. They were mostly from Kentucky & Tenessee,[sic] very tall
X For Nautical & other such particulars see Journal of the Royal Geographical Society 1842 added in pencil: (1844)