Corny went with us, this time.

Every darkey knew we were going away, and it was amazing to see how many of them came to bid us good-bye, and ask for some coppers.
After supper, we went on board the steamer, and about ten o'clock she cast loose, and as she slowly moved away, we heard the old familiar words: "Give us a small dive, boss!" They came from a crowd of darkey boys on the wharf.

But, although the moon was shining brightly, we didn't think they could see coppers on the bottom that night.

They might have found a shilling or a half-dollar, but we didn't try them.
There were a couple of English officers on board, from the barracks, and we thought that they were going to take a trip to the United States; but the purser told us that they had no idea of doing that themselves, but were trying to prevent one of the "red-coats," as the common soldiers were generally called, from leaving the island.

He had been missed at the barracks, and it was supposed that he was stowed away somewhere on the vessel.