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Title: Recollections of a sea wanderer's life; an autobiography of an old-time seaman who has sailed in almost every capacity before and abaft the mast, in nearly every quarter of the globe, and under the flags of four of the principal maritime nations
Year: 1887 (1880s)
Authors: Davis, George, b. 1821
Subjects: Seafaring life
Publisher: New York, A. H. Kellogg, printer
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress

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vely on deck, instead of coming to the hatchway and call-ing as a regular officer would do. Howsoever, they got agood many passengers and a good crew, and are sailing with-out any chart at all, and apparently making as much if notmore headway than any other craft. There were quite a number of smaller craft, such assmacks and doreys, cruising about, some with one or two atthe oars, and others with a single one sculling away as if allthe world depended on his getting somewhere. Thesecarried various names at their top, such as Free-Will Bap-tists, Seventh Day Baptists, Wesleyan Methodists, Campbell-ites, and many others whose names are dimmed on memoryslog. Jim said that he did not like the shipping articles ofany of those officers, and, therefore, could never make uphis mind to ship aboard of any one of Zions fleet. He hopedhe was sailing under a good captain, his conscience, whichhe endeavored to keep always in shipshape, and had nodoubt when his hull was laid up as unseaworthy that he
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Honolulu. 375 would meet with a good reception in the port to which allwho tried their best to obey orders would bring up at last. Jim and I have sailed in very much the same sort ofship, and under similar orders so far, whatever we may dohereafter. The two thousand eight hundred miles from the GoldenGate to Honolulu, Sandwich Islands, were made in fourteendays without having once furled sails. Our captain tradedfor a day or two exchanging goods for native fruits and cash.Here I first tasted bread fruit, and liked it very much. Itwould be a great improvement on some of the stuff sold inour city bakeries for bread. In one respect at least breadfruit is safer to eat, for it is not loaded with marble-dust inthe disguise of baking powder. We were told by a youngman from Boston, who was living at Honolulu, that mission-aries had been established in the island about thirty years,and that changing from savage to civilized manners and cus-toms was very fatal to the natives. More than half the

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