The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-12-15

1 GO INTO MY sTATE-RooM
and'go to bed. The yacht gives lurch, the Com
modore says we ran across the bar, and there is
a scarcity of water there, which IS the cause of
the pitching. I thought how like it is in life on
shore, when fellow runs across a "bar" too
often in day, how soon he begins 10 pitch and
roll, and especially ii he experiences scarcity
of ,0dter on the bar
6 O'Clock p. M.-The Commodore waking
me up to supper, | come out of my state
room, as l went In, in way "more forcibe
than elegantly and lucky for the supper
table that it had no legs, but was suspended
from the ceiling-the way should have been, if
il was desirable at all to have me in perpen-
dicular position. At supper, the Commodore
told me we were out on the wide ocean, and
that we had better write something and put It
in some bottles and throw them overheard. We
thought it a good idea, and we all began empty
ing bottles for that purpose, and kept it up until
we had half-dozen in readiness, when we con-
cluded not to put anything in them that
evening.
OFF MoNTAUK PoINT.-It is now Wednesday
morning, and last night had night of it, and
cane near having my death in my berth. l
saw the beautiful stunted pines on Montauk
Point 1 asked the Commodore if he could
oblige me by putting me ashore on that inhos-
pitable island He said he could back the
maintopmast staysaiI, shake out the flying jib,
the jb a-jib and jibtopsall, and luf the storm
stay sails and trysails, hauling the Henrietta
around to the weather. told him thought that
would do; in fact, would get off without HIM
doing all that with the jiba-jib and things, ifhe
would run me ashore anywhere where it was dry
landing. Captain samuels said he would put
kln,N.r
but he thought il would be unadvisable to run
ashore just there. I appealed to Commodore
Bennett, and he said he would put me off on the
buoy" and signal the first pot-boat he saw to
come to my aid. This seemed to me so much
more desirable and safer than another night on
the HehretG especially If the Captain is going to
run his boat under the water, leaving nothing
out but the masts and the upper half of himself
and crew, that / gladly ayailed myself of the
offer. 3D..
On THE Buoy, OFF MoNTAUK POINTS P. NJ
Henrietta, Fleetecing, and Vesto have just dis
appeared below the horizon, while am anX-
ously waiting for a pilot, as L have read in
Biographies that this is dangerous coast at
night, and shall not attempt to land while the
wind blows so, and while the shore remains at
such distance from me. ...
4 OU A'-Ilu' lo 1hS PllOV-uOdS UOOu
Boy sees me; the Captain makes tack for
me; he sends two men off In small boat
make violent demonstrations of joy. The men
in the boat get frightened at me, and row back
| to the vessel as fast as they can; they get two
more men and their guns and then attack me,
and finally take me. On reaching the pilot-boat
learn, with joy, that she is leaking badly, and
is making for New York as fast as possible
MIDNIGHT. Arrive at Castle Garden, after six
hours of hard pumping. The Agent of the
Emgrant Depot refuses to let me out that night,
| ON account of my excited appearance be-
lieving me European criminal, and says he
must hold me until he telegraphs TO Europe to
see if am missing. l explain to him how got
there, but he locks me up until morning.
THURSDAY MoRNNG.-The Captain of the Good
Boy has interceded with the Emigrant Agent,
and am set at liberty. 1 now crowd on all
sail, haul down my gaf.topsail over my ears,
button up my studding-sail oyercoat, putting
both hands in my pantaloons hunks; / lay my
course right up Broadway, with the intention OF
rounding to at the first sign of Entertainment
| for Man or Beast"
| THURSDAY NIGHT.-At home; will receive
friends; no cards, etc. Hope the yachters are
| happy, for am
Your Own CORRESPONDENT,
Who didn't go to "Cowes."