We had a pleasant journey of it seaward again.

We found that for the three past nights our ship had been in a state of war.

The first night the sailors of a British ship, being happy with grog, came down on the pier and challenged our sailors to a free fight.

They accepted with alacrity, repaired to the pier, and gained--their share of a drawn battle.

Several bruised and bloody members of both parties were carried off by the police and imprisoned until the following morning.