I will gladly quit your vessel as soon as you pay me for the work I have done during the last fortnight." "Work!!" said the skipper; "pay! I didn't agree to pay you for your work! You've got your food and lodging for your work.

Not one single rix dollar will I pay you besides!" And the skipper kept his word.
After giving him, in very plain language, my opinion of his conduct, I went into the forecastle and had some conversation with Strictland.

I found him more comfortable, and told him my determination not to sleep another night on board the brig, but that I would visit him the next morning.

I called a boat alongside, and, swelling with indignation, went ashore.

I proceeded immediately to an American clipper brig which was ready to sail for a port in the Chesapeake Bay.