"The Curlew" floundered on.

The view on deck was doubtless grand; but we had neither the legs nor the disposition to get up....

Some time about midnight, a dozen of our six-pound shots, which had been sewed up in a coarse sack and thrown under the table-shelf, by their continued motion worked a gap in the stitches; and three or four of them rolled out, and began a series of races from one end of the cabin to the other, smashing recklessly into the rick of chairs and camp-stools stowed in the forward end.

Yet I do not believe one of us would have got up to secure those shot, even if we had known they would go through the side: I am pretty certain I should not.

They went back and forth at will, till the captain, hearing the noise, came down, and after a great amount of dodging and grabbing, which might have been amusing at any other time, succeeded in capturing the truants and locking them up.