The New York herald., 1879-07-09
Sup into the port rigging scramble tha

crew, the steam whistle marks time, 'Hurrah,'
The yacht club Of San Francisco, un-
der the command of Commodore Harrison,
accompany us. How gracefully these pretty
craft skim about our vessel. like white winged
seagulls, rs she solemnly moves toward the
Narrows. We will leave them ut the bar. One
of them will take off from us q lady whom
We have all learned to respect. 1t is Mrs.
DeLong, the wife of our gallant captain who IL
now spending with him the last sacred
moments before parting. This amiable and
charming lady has been the life of our
Jeanette family since it was organized
If we wanted to buy anything for any
purpose went for advice to Mrs.
De Long. The steamers, crowded with well
wishers now closing about we wave
caps and handkerchiefs to friends ON board
them. The Jeanette ploughs onward in the
teeth of a smart breeze. Hill tops and wharves
in San Francisco crowded. 1t is pleasant
farewell scene on the Jeanette.
"Now we approaching the Narrows. The
final leave taking will soon be given in cheers,
then away to the great Pacific ON our voyage to
the Arctic seas.
HAPPY COMPANY.
"Not man on board has the shadow of .
melancholy thought on his face. People re-
mark 'Wnat good humored lot of
fellows We are happy in the knowledge that
millions bear friendly wishes. The sky
ahead looks foggy. We will make off the
coast to avoid the prevailing nor'wester
and get into fair weather about five hun
dred miles westward. Then good ship
will point her PROV to Ounalaska. Now we
are abreast of the Notifications. We now sea
the old flag waving high on its mast over the
stronghold of Uncle Sam. We salute it.
"a very interesting meeting is taking place
in the cabin between Mrs. De Long, Mr..
William Bradford, the Arctic artist,
and Mr.. Brooks, of the Academy Of
Science We discuss the future. Mrs. De Long
is enthusiastic. She says we must succeed and
offers some sensible advice ON the subject Of
temperature.
UNCLE SANS SALUTE.
'Puf! Bang! There's salute from Fort
Point The Barbette battery is belching away
and fat looking Jumps of white smoke are rolling
down to the sea below. Our gallant friend,
Major Hasbrock, of the Fourth artil-
| H. r.
cheers and return them heartily. 1t
is q handsome compliment. Blood is
thicker than water. The army salutes
the navy. Farewell, brave boys, may
your guns always salute friends and terrify en-
emies- The yachts now passing astern- As
each passes she salutes with dipping flags and
| cheers. They then scud of to como
round again. The little tugs feel the mo-
ton of the sea and begin to put back.
The people on them cheer vigorously and
the tugs blow their whistles. These
ship passes through the craft around
her. We opposite the Cliff House and
Seal Rocks. The sea is calming down, and we
bob along pretty steadily. Captain De Long just
now asked me to give his love to all of you
1 know you will accept the offering Of gallant
seaman, who goes out to win honor for the
| flag. The hour is at hand when we must
| part from our shore friends. Leave taking
is the duty of the moment We shake
| hands with noble friends. We send our warm.
| est wishes for the welfare of those we leave
behind. Times up. We part company viii
civilization for the present"