The captain, jumping up, swore with an oath that the "little one" had the best of it, and Mrs. Baker smiled her approval.
I pass over the general features of the voyage.
Arriving in the river Mersey early in the morning, and the tide not serving, the prospect was to remain on board till the tide changed.
The captain hailed a boat to go on shore, and bid me go with him. At first I declined, knowing I had no means, but by persuasion I consented.
He asked me where I was going to, and if I knew any one.
I told him "Stanley Buildings," and I knew no one only as my credentials named certain persons, such as Messrs. Ward, Hedlock and Wilson.
He accompanied me to Stanley Buildings, but finding no one there, it being too early for office hours, he invited me to breakfast.
After breakfast, he took me to the office of the Millennial Star, requesting me before leaving, to come down to the dock at a certain hour, which he named, as the ship would then be in her berth.
At the appointed time I was there.
My little trunk was examined and passed. I was in the act of throwing it over my shoulder when the captain seized it, hailed a cab, threw the trunk to the driver, and literally pushed me inside the cab.