I told you Holbrook, and just look upon your ticket. " 0, I beg your pardon, I was looking for Olebrook. ' v '{ Well, you had better go and learn English before you set yourself up for a clerk. " I spent the evening with several Yankee Captains. One of them who had a fine ship, began telling me how much it had cost him for frolicking money since he had been in the Liverpool trade; it was an enormous sum. I replied: " How can you support your family 7 It must take all your wages and primage. " " 0, nonsense it don't cost me a cent. I get it out of vegetables, ship chandlers and stevedores' bills.
" " But don't your owners overhaul your bills? " " No, they never look at my bills; I just hand in my account and that is all I ever hear about it. " I observed he had been drinking, so the old adage holds good, " When liquor is in, wit is out, " if it had not been so, he would never have exposed himself in this manner, for he knew I was well acquainted with his owners. Next morning I had everything belonging to me on board the H T, Capt. B. There were two other passengers, one of whom I recognized as an old schoolmate and a near neighbor. His father was one of the tories who took no part in the revolutionary war, although he was born in Boston.
He had escaped, by some means, the general fate of the tories found in Boston, after the conclusion of the war. They were carried out of the town in a charcoal cart, amid the hooting and pelting of the boys, and forbid ever showing their heads in B. again. This aristocratic gentlemen managed to escape his just due, until the excitement was over. His family lived near our schoolhouse, and, although a boy, I could not help observing what a proud, haughty fellow he was; and the boys (this passenger and his brother) were too proud and haughty to associate with the others. And what was worse than all, they were poor, living entirely on the pension allowed them by the British government, which was also allowed to all who remained during the revolution.
So I had some idea of the chap who was to be my companion for thirty-five or forty days. I had frequently met this man in Boston, and our recognition was hardly ever more than a slight nod. I had not seen him for many years before we met on board the H T. At the dinner table I spoke to him of our former acquaintance, but it was easy to see that the old, assumed loftiness, was still there; however, as we were to be together for a weeks, I intended to pass the time as agreeably as I could. The other passenger, Mr. Tialo, was an Englishman, and a very fine, sociable fellow. Very early on the voyage I observed that my Boston friend had a habit of speaking very sneeringly of everything that was American; frequently alluding to the " Tavistock " as the most fashionable hotel in London, and the place at which he had stopped, and then drawing the contrast between the society of England and that of the United States — passing very high encomiums on the former, and heartily running the latter.
I enquired where his elder brother was? " He is in the army and stationed in India. " " O. then, he is not in the American army? " " A-m-er-i-c an army? No, indeed, I hope not! " I received all this without showing any symptoms of uneasiness, reserving it until another time. In the course of conversation he told me that he had been to England to reccive his father's pension, which amounted to four thousand dollars, which he had in Spanish dollars, in the box in his state-rOom. Mr. Tialo was much afflicted with the rheumatism, which he acknowledged was brought on by excessive drinking. He 1 '"longed in Nottingham, was an extensive dealer in lace, and very wealthy.
He managed to get his goods into the United States by smuggling, and was now on his way to New Orleans to meet a quantity of lace which had been smuggled from St. John, N. B.; he being very sociable and communicative, I became quite attached to him. He gave me much information about England, and many amusing anecdotes about Lords and Noblemen with whom he had lived. He had risen from a poor servant boy to a gentleman of fortune, and one moonlight evening he gave me the following extract of his history: His parents were very poor; he went to live in the family of a Lord somebody as under-scullion, which was to attend on the cooks, bring coal, and perform any duties that were required; after a while he was promoted to a whipper-in; that is, to see that the hounds were all in the kennel.