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17 should he grab them elsewhere - he would see it poorly - for the Booby is in notable bites. The trade winds blowing strongly from the east to day, sea somewhat rough - causing the vessel to swel considerably. It was delightful to me as I prefer motion to the monotonous steadiness on ship board. They whose stomachs are sensitive differ greatly with me on this point. I could see countenances and spirits change with every change in the meter. Sea bring calm - all was pleasant and they as chipper as birds - but let the wind rise and the waves begin to increase - and every increase of rock would add corresponding length to their faces. The Bammition is not a true indication of the mother than the faces of our pasingan. Sea-life has its ups and downs. The Pilot told me a story of a trip he made in a vessel from New Orleans bound to New York - having on board the Ravel Family among whom was a Frenchman dubbed the Count. They met with a trim undour storm - which having swept the decks - the sea finally took in the binnacle - and let a flood of water into the cabin. This accident almost ruined the stage dupes and other accountnments of the theatrical travellers. After the storm - the Count was in very particular trouble - what reserve to fall back upon with his capes was not clear in his mind. It was no fault of his therefore he should not bear damages - so accusing the Captain he said - "Your sea lain Captain me seen much damage - you most ruin my wardrobe - do not your owners make me good for that?" "O ! Yes ! Assured the Captain - "of course they will !" And away went the Count perfectly satisfied. This satisfaction however received quite a damper a few days afterwards, when the Captain indisposed to human his stupidity told the Count "he must settle his account with the Almighty - as He alone was the cause for the damage.". Passed into the Gulf Stream. This cause countable current