The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-09-06
A Genuine old oalt.


Chicago Republican:
Anchored in the harbor of Panama, we found
the opposition steamer, America, in command of
Capt. Ned Wakeman " mariner for forty years"
made voyage with him once. II was very late
at night, but we borrowed the captains gig and
boats crew and went out and paid the old gentle
man visit He was as tempestuous of exterior,
IS hearty of manner and as stormy of voice as
overland Just as good man as exists any where.
His legs. and arms, and back and breast were
just splendid as ever with grand red and blue
anchors, and ships and flags, and g0ddesses of
liberty, done 10 the perfection of the atOoing art
A stranger would have thought his ship's crew
must be ut least mile away when he shouted:
Bear hand there, men Stand by to take the
painter Assist the gentlemen up! Glad to see
you glad to see you all gentlemen! You are as
welcome as the flowers OF Mayi"
We sat down in his private cabin.
"You have been y ing up here at anchor good
while, Capt. Wakeman. You must be getting
tired Of it,"
Tired of it'll It's no name for it, sir no name
for it. Been here six months, sir Never was so
tired of q ship before since made my first voy.
age. ! didn't know what ships loGs then.
went down TO New York city; never been out of
the interior Of the State 10 my life before. But
wanted TO go to sea, you know. been a reading
all sorts OF cussed bosh about sailors and voyages.
and adventures, and thought it was beautiful.
don't you see-beautfull Found some more boys
there IRON different places. and they wanted to go
to sea. We cruised around the streets a while.
noble looking old Daniel come to Judgment be
was-aDd when be backed his sails and ranged up
alongside and give us friendly hail, | knoEed
that man with that figure and that voice couldn't
own less than seven churches knOtced It, sir.
BE smiled smile, he did, that was as lonely as
BaIneeat light in storm and he put his hand
down gently on my head, so, and says, as sweet
q a syrien:
"' Wouldn't you like to go on beautiful voy.
age 10 sea, my sonE'
"'Yes, sir, says 1--we all would
Ah-noble boys-Ooble youths. What is
your name. my little MANI
a. Edward, sir-Edward Wakeman.'
"' Ab-Edwsrd. Beautiful name. Had dear
brother once. by the name of Edward. Dead
now. Oh. God Where do you come from,
Edwsrd!'
Come from the interior, SIR
Ah-from the interior, is il? Lovely couu
try-lovely. Had a cherished nephew born in the
interior once. And what is your name, my little
MANI
a. johnny sir-Johnny Barker
"'Ah Johnny. Touching name. One of the
blessed apostles named Johnny. And where do
you come from, Johnny!'
&C. Connecticut, SIR
"'COnnecticut did you say All, happy
cme-glorOus clime-how have longed to visit
that celestial spot. And what is your name, my
little mani
ugustus William Mavberry SIR
Augustus William. Stately Dame-beautiful
pane. Had a beloved relative by the name of
q
Oh, God And where do you come from, Angus
tus Willism?'
al New Hampshire, SIR
a. Let me embrace you, noble State-banner
State of the world. Had worshiped uncle hung
there once-unjustly- uDjustly. Well nov, Ed
ward and Johnny-beauuiul name-name of
blessed disciple-and Augustua Willi8m-get your
little things ready, and take em aboard the Polly,
down at the slip. And get you some nice warm
mlttens and some nice warm socks, to keep your
little hands and feet warm when you're going
round the Horn. That's all you'll want. Because
when we get up in the Pacific, it III be all warm
and delightful and beautiful like q Gardng OF
Eden, clear mp TO the rellums of eternal summer,
where the whales are that we're going AFTER
81 never felt so happy in my life, sir-never
since was born, sir. Loved that hcary, venerable
old angel as if he was my father, sir. On board
that ship, going out of that harbor, he was
feeding Us boys on rasins, and sbeaming on us,
and a-JOhDnying and Augustus. Williaming US, to
that degree that we was intoxicated with hsppi.
ness, as you might say. Clear up to the minute
the pilots painter was let co. sir. But the minute
that pilot was gone. and that pilot boat pin ed
towards New y OK and the Polly a scudding for
the Equator, he was a different mani he catched
the bigger steward by the top of the head and
bounced him on the deck couple of times and
says: You miserable charcoal hound Wanted
to quit The ship al the last minute, because your
fsnily's sick, did yOal III learn you, you NANCY,
lying, thieving offspring ofsa tar-barrel! Take
that and see how you like il y
And be bounced him again. Next he tackled
a sailor. and saws:
a. You sneakiDg worthless brute You want
20 60 ashore and buy coffee to drink cause the
ship don't furnish it, do you III learn you, you
hog Smell of thatl-and that !--snd thai! you
lubberr
And he caved his head in on three sides with
Delaying pin, till il was the shape Of a plug hat
that's been through the wars. Then he made Just
three jumps aft high as the yard arm, and came
down belcbing fire and smoke and a-shskIng
hiusen ups end a'snwtng hts arvund like he
had thunderstorm tearing him up inside, and
says:
"' You Connecticut SON Of thiefl--up to the
main tuck in jify! You New Hampshire ash
cat shin up that mizzen-m'stl Coin 70 stand
around and sock your thumbs all day. What n |
hire you for. you scum, you dirt you vermin You
interior son Of skunk! Aloft with you! IN
tar your legs off and brain you with 'em, Hell
and furies, pears like a man cant be master in
bis own sbipl'
."And from that dsy out the bowling old nor
wester never called us by no other name but You
Connecticut son of a theft You New Hamp-
shire ash cat You interior son of a skunk
Never been so tired of ship since, till they put
this america out of commission for six months
sir never, sir-never in the world, sir Take
my bloody oath Of it, sir. You hear Ned Wake.
man, sr.'"
MORE TURKISH VANDALIsM.-The N. Y. Post
has a etter from syria, which says the Turks
have lately committed another act Of vandasm.in