The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1871-06-20
Passage from Valparaiso to Callao.
"From Coltons Deck and Port"
"Our pennant glittcrs in the breeze,

/. "From Colton's Deck and Port"
"Our pennant gitters in the breeze.
Our homo is on tho
r Where wind may blow, or bilow flow,
No limits to the free
r. No limits to the free, my boys
Let wind and wave watt on
The boundless world of waters is
f My merry men, our. own"
WEDNESDAY, March IS. We tripped
our anchors this morning and stood out
to sea from the bay of Valparaiso
While getting under way, boat from
the British ship Daphne came alongside
with dispatches for Admiral Seymour, in
command Of the Collingwood, on the
coast of California. No sooner were
these received, and orders given to make
sail, than three other boats were seen
starting from the shore at the top of their
speed. Our ship was hove to till they
came up. Two of them had communica-
tions to merchants in Calao. The third
had in her two of our runaway sailors,
who had been picked up by the police,
and whom we were very sorry to see
again for they were notoriously the two
most worthless fellows on board. But
We were not, it seems, to get rid of them
in this way. So true it is that bad
penny always comes back.
THURSDAY, MARCH 10. Before com.
ing into the Pacific, our imaginations
were filled with dreams of its majestic
tranquility. But if the exhibition it
made of itself last night be a fair speci-
men of its character, it is living libel
on its own name. 1t nared up like an
enraged maniac, and stove in our cabin
windows, which even Cape Horn had
spared. Its rage seemed wholly unpro-
voked for the sky was almost free of
clouds, and even the few which did dar-
ken its face, moved on lazily as those in
which the winds have fallen asleep. The
moon looked down on the uproar in per-
feet calmness Her light fell on the
crest Of the wave, soft as dew on the
death-foam Of the savage.
One of our boys ran away at Valpar-
also. He had but just recovered from
the effects of fall down the main.hatch.
lie probably thought the best method of
escaping the chances of another fall,
would be to give the hatch the widest
berth possible. But the poor lad will
find worse matches on land than he ever
yet stumbled through at sea. Here he
broke only limb, but there he may
break his peace of conscience, and his
hope Of heaven. But sailors are of all
beings in the world the most thoughtless.
The monitions of the future are lost in
the impulses of the present. They have
been known, for some temporary gratif-
cation, to run from a ship with two years
pay due them, and to forfeit the whole by
that act Of folly. This running commen.
ccs in rum and ends in ruin.
FRIDAY, MARCH 90. We have the
wind directly aft. Our fore studding. .
sails are out like the wings of bird on
the breast of gale. We have run with
in the last two days four hundred and
forty miles. This is good sailing con- !
'idering we have six months provision
On board and lie consequently too deep G
Tor the greatest speed The air is balmy, v
md the songs Of our sailors, at sunset
rose exultngly into its blue depths. A v
sailor always sings with heart, His mu. g
SIC rolls out like dashing stream from J.
is mountain source. 1t is never gay it S
llways has deep vein of melancholy.
If few more lively notes mingle with n
he strain, they come only at intervals, "
ike flakes of moonlight between the cy. b
'ress shadows which mantle the marbles h
If the dead. "
lie is a gay being when he gets upon d
hore; but he is then no longer on his g
wn element Give him days liberty, II
nd he will commit more follies than he
would in six months at sea. IF he char a.
ers hack, he will ride out on the box
With the driver and make the hold, as he IL
erms the interior, welcome to any one IL
gho may be disposed to use it. If he h'
Tres horse, he will ride him at his ut
nost speed, though he knows no more sa
han you do where he shall bring up. He IL
oes to church on the Sabbath, and if no
ne offers him seat, brings in huge dc
illet Of wood, or a stone, and moors shin
a the middle Of the aisle. He sits there as
rave as deacon, never once mods DUR
lg the sermon, and when the contribu- ra
ION box comes along for sending mission ia
ries to the heather, drops in the last us
ollar which his fiddler has left him. hi
SATURDAY, MARCH 81. We lost at be
alparaiso the Samson of our ship He OF
as from Bremen, and of German extrac. sp
on. lie stood seven feet in his stock dc
lgs. Ills arm was as large as the leg be
an ordinary man. He could carry a sa
ater tank, which any two others among Cl
,e crew could only lift. He went with -
ne rest upon shore on liberty, fell in
ith few of his countrymen, drank too &c
'eely, and stayed beyond his time.
lie would have returned on board, but
C shrunk from the disgrace of corporeal u
unshment. He had the finest sensibili- St
es, and looked upon blow, inflicted in Sc
he shape Of a chastisement, as a brand it'
lndelible iniamy. TO escape this he
ad no resource, as he supposed but to To-
onceal himself till after our ship should til
Ill. Every effort was made to recover wi
i'm but without success. His conduct ha
ad been unexceptionable He had nev- mi
: fallen under censure. His fidelity to LC
uty had won the regard and confidence pr
all. His loss was the more regretted W
it flowed from misapprehension on co
is part. He would not have been pun. WI
he'd had he returned on board. His ct,
ext liberty day might have been with. tn
eld, and that would have been all. an
lie would have been tower of strength as
an engagement. He could have WELD fri
sky-sail yard as boarding-pike. to
ut in the centre of all these giant ener. un
les gushed fountain warm and fresh as all
lat in the heart Of child. He carried ne
18th him his mothers picture, and hung thu
'er it with that fopdness which absence she
'nnot wean or age chill Keep that nm
cture, thou noble tar all il NOT lost ser