The wealth of these wharves had not been exaggerated.

There was lumber enough to freight half a dozen steamers, and I half regretted that I had agreed to take down a freight of bricks instead.

Further researches made me grateful that I had already explained to my men the difference between public foraging and private plunder.

Along the river-bank I found building after building crowded with costly furniture, all neatly packed, just as it was sent up from St.Mary's when that town was abandoned.

Pianos were a drug; china, glass-ware, mahogany, pictures, all were here.