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

come to'the name 'Tomkins.' Tom
kinsl' you cry. No answer. Tom
kins!' with indignation.) A voice
answers, Dead There is kind
of solemnity about that, which touch
es you rather POLITICALLY. But the
Lieutenant of your watch is affected
by it in more homely way, and in
dulges in a growl. However, a
mans watch-bills, and quarter-blls,
and division lists can't be always
right, / remember that my friend,
Childers,of the 'Rhinoceros,' who
had no division list at all, used to
bring up a copy Of Thompson's Sea-
sons, which looked rather like one,
and, by judiciously asking the men
what their names were first, and
then roaring them out, afterwards,
rubbed on very well.
You glance round the ship. The
rigging is glittering with icicIes, and
looks like a tremendous chandelier.
We suppose you to be at anchor
somewhere. Halifax is a very good
place for ,asSsvinter scene--a very hos
pitable piaSe, and capital quarters
for salmon. Or, what say you to
Athens? 1t sounds too warm for a
jolly Christmas: but, 10 reality,it is
sometimes terribly cold. There is a
wind that GENES down from RUSSIA
as biting as an ukase.
r But at present we are in the BUS
tard.' She was line-ofbattle ship.
The 'Bustard was credit 10 the pro
fession, for she could sail right off at
once, directly after she was launched
and was not repaired above twice IN
tour years! We had very pleasant
Christmas in her, al ancher. in YOUR
la Bay, near the entrance of the gulf
of Smyrna. We had been looking
tter Britt h interests in Smyrna
stt autumn, and had protected two
is, masquerade, and several din
ners at the consul's.
It's getting near Christmas, said
the Lieutenant OF The watch TO me
after he had set the men TO workholys
stoning. 81
very true, sir" said as if he had
made striking observation. \
Are you ce!sA! Mr.. Mr. fLFopples??n - =
'sVery, sir,Y I answered;aGope
-veined feet ni,sandslled were,
Ike Geraldine Sin 'Chistabel. They
always made us keep the morning
watch barefoot in that precious Bus
tard'
"Ah, you'd betterwaik about, then.
Just lift that hammock cloth over
me- said the Lieutenant, composing
himself in the nettings.
"Thank you"
There was considerable discussion
in the Bus ard, how Christmas
should be kept that year. Should
The ward-room ask the gun-room and
Captain TO dinner! or the Captain
ask them. The last was impossible.
Captain Barbell expected every yman
TO dc. his duty-and 10 ask him So
we plucked up courage. We were
an ambitious gun-room mess. One
ofthat mess was duke son. 1t
was notorious that we had Madeira
while the ward-room drank mere
port. We invited the wartl-room
and Captain Barbcll. With con
descension, which is the true charm
Of greatness, Captain accepted. !
shall never forget my emotions when
! saw him enter our mess-room, as if
he Fad been a gentleman--U mean.
of course, as if he had been only an
ordinary gentleman,) and ask twice
for soupl gs-. ae rga.,
1t was brilliant preparation that
we bad made to receive him. The
tiller (Which traversed The gun-room)
was wrapped round with flags. The
Standards of eyerynationhnng grace
fully blended aronnd in waves of CO.
lor. Eagles, and trio-headed eagles
swung together as ifthey had never
recked at each other--never laid
bullets instead of jolly, edible eggs
never fed on blood, ,sor trrned men in :
TO sausagesl The mess looked like
a menagerie. The British lion lay
down with every conceivable animal.
friend Jonathan $ stars helped The
Turkish crescent 10 make night of
It;and the laurel which they all fight
for (and which grows so impartially
IN every coantty,i---w Should poor
Daphne be made TO back the fufiesl)
gliltered TRANQUILITY and green among
ihen all. . =
But, before we went 10 dinner
just as the Roast Beef OF Old Eng
land was played, and Captain Bar
bell marched ont of his cabin, look.
ing very like the roast beef in qnes
fiNn. rasv--AVA all pisiiad the Io,ue,.