A feeling nearly allied to pride excited every one, but more especially those who crossed the line for the first time.

We shook each other by the hand, and congratulated one another mutually, as if we had done some great and heroic deed.

One of the passengers had brought with him a bottle or two of champagne to celebrate the event: the corks sprang gaily in the air, and with a joyful "huzza," the health of the new hemisphere was drunk.
No festivities took place among the crew.

This is at present the case in most vessels, as such amusements seldom end without drunkenness and disorder.

The sailors, however, could not let the cabin-boy, who passed the line for the first time, go quite scot- free; so he was well christened in a few buckets of salt water.
Long before passing the line, we passengers had frequently spoken of all the sufferings and tortures we should be subjected to at the Equator.