Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1851-02-08

OOliCb lhuooCo vi JulIhI olJCti hlIijS WIFI
Jumps of salt; how they manage to
hold the puddings, and to make them
SO good, don't know, just now.
Each pudding was decorated, per-
haps with a paper ornament, perhaps
with sprig from some bush. Each
great globe itself vanished that night;
could feel no doubt of their destiny
when I saw the expression o. the big
gest fellow in the ship-the captain
OF the forecastle-as like incense be-
fore the shrine Of Neptune, his pud-
ding sent up an awful steam under
his weath-beaten face. We return
ed to the gun-room. Captain Bar
bell took the place of honor. He
gave little grim smile as he saw the
SautegHe. There was no Sauterne
in his time-when he was youngs-
ter. And yet he seemed to like It'll
The dukes son asked him TO take
wine. There was a sensation. The
Cuptain nodded (Homer sometimes
nods,) and thrill went through the
mess. Meanwhile the commander
chatted with the senior mate; my
messmatc, Riverby, got confidential
with the gunnery Lieutenant, and
found out they were related through
the Selbys Of BIocksey; and a few
youngsters made desperate attempts
o the sobriety of the hoatswain.
The boatswanl He was one Of
our guests He always dimes with
the officers generally with the Cap
tain,) on Christmas Day. 1t is the
notwithstanding OF bis life. 1t is his
Lord Mayor Day. With yellow
waistcoat as large asthe mizzen-top-
sal ,-witha b'ue coat quite new and
Greasy, that seems to have been kept
il. glass case, for show, all the year
he takes his seat.s tlSis asked to
take wine. In oIden days he would
have said, No, tbaBk ee, sir-l II
Etake potasS Tow he says, Ny
tfespec;s,' and tops off the glass at
Etraught. Brave old boatswain--de-
scendRRt ofthe sea-kings-if ever
1=1--==17=--571SSti III anything but respect on e.
most trepchapt pecuEarities,
may rea2aip loraggt Of sea-
manship as the Handles who look
down or blue. ID
The dinner paSsed off Little Pipp,
a youngster got maudIin, and cried
at the sight of some preserved pears,
which reminded him of home. Sew
eral fellows became sentimental, and
wondered whether their relatives in
England were keeping it up, [ al
SO grew tender as | Thought about
no maIer initiated Cleopatra, and
DIR ape apearl into my wnel
Then, you know, there was no
mistletoe. And ifthere had been,
you couidnt embrace old Barbell un-
der il! You couldn well sa.ute-
Wemght have saluted the Admiral.
had he been lhere--tenderly, from
the jaw Of a n'ne-pounder So we
aiked abou! England, and each pee
pla ed which of his pretty cousins
was being kissed by an ugly cousin
al that moment. The time wore ON
the Eel strmck- and as you turn
ed away from the circle chatting a
bout home, and ga ed out ofthe ports
you heard the waters go booming
by, wave after wave telling its watch
mans cry-and far away shone the
black Asiatic coast, with the light in
a mountaineer cottage qniVering
here aud there -and not lighted in
honor of Christmas day
| At last, Captain BarbeIl rose, and
bowed, and sailed out in stately
manner, We bioke into groups.
The fiddle was heard going on the
lower deck. Singing began on The
forecastle, aud we v ere soon inform.
ed how
The sea looked black and dark all round"
in the commencement Of some naval
epic; how
-Four jolly sailors, so stout and so strong
accomplished some feat in remote
times; orof the adventures Of a mer-
chant ship of LIverpool,whichthras
ed a prate,wth ajolly ehorus,wish-
ing se tnoh~aa as
Success to the gallant Liverpool ship, M
| With all her gallant crew.
! have not always had so lively a
Christmas Day as that in the Bus
tard, ! once, spent il in gale Of
wind nthe. brig ,Roarer when we
had nolhng in The mess but some
/ Wopdcocks, which we haa-shot,inAl
lLapIa, and which the caterer could
moi carve baying got drunk, before
I dinner began, on ship'srum, once
spent ii In prison. in Spain, for hav.
ing male row, with some other
youngsters AZ q ball-hght. Another