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I MEET OLD FRIENDS.
Notwithstanding the prognostications it pleased us to indulge, we had a tolerably smooth voyage.

On a clear cold Sunday morning we were sailing between a foreign river's banks, and Temple and I were alternately reading a chapter out of the Bible to the assembled ship's crew, in advance of the captain's short exhortation.

We had ceased to look at ourselves inwardly, and we hardly thought it strange.

But our hearts beat for a view of the great merchant city, which was called a free city, and therefore, Temple suggested, must bear certain portions of resemblance to old England; so we made up our minds to like it.
'A wonderful place for beer cellars,' a sailor observed to us slyly, and hitched himself up from the breech to the scalp.
At all events, it was a place where we could buy linen.
For that purpose, Captain Welsh handed us over to the care of his trusted mate Mr.Joseph Double, and we were soon in the streets of the city, desirous of purchasing half their contents.