It is cold on deck, and they think it would be better to lie down below. Robinson and Jones are here represented at the moment of entering the cabin. It is inconveniently full already, and every body is snoring.

Robinson returns to the deck, and, in despair, seats himself upon what he considers a pile of cable, coats, canvas, luggage, &c. How is he to know that it is a lady and gentleman?

Robinson before and after a sea voyage.


A PERFECT WRETCH.