yours is about east. It was blue on the Mercy
G.—mighty blue, too. And it needed the inspiring
hope of the gold I was soon to pick up in nuggets
to stiffen my back-bone to a respectable degree
of rigidity. I was about ready to wilt. But
I discovered two Englishmen on board, and now I
get along all right. We have formed a little temperance
society—just we three, you know—to see
if we cannot, by a course of sampling and severe
study, discover which of the captain's liquors is