{"id":"01KG8AKRNT1J1CNJMNE5XY8804","cid":"bafkreib43vobmqcwsyv7spvyiyaokqjhnfktitslmldqenugufjvcglpai","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":628,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:14.838Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1GP71YDJ60P8SRH97MF","start_line":546,"text":"CHAPTER III.\r\nHE ARRIVES IN TOWN\r\n\r\n\r\nFrom the boat’s bow, I jumped ashore, before she was secured, and\r\nfollowing my brother’s directions, proceeded across the town toward St.\r\nJohn’s Park, to the house of a college friend of his, for whom I had a\r\nletter.\r\n\r\nIt was a long walk; and I stepped in at a sort of grocery to get a\r\ndrink of water, where some six or eight rough looking fellows were\r\nplaying dominoes upon the counter, seated upon cheese boxes. They\r\nwinked, and asked what sort of sport I had had gunning on such a rainy\r\nday, but I only gulped down my water and stalked off.\r\n\r\nDripping like a seal, I at last grounded arms at the doorway of my\r\nbrother’s friend, rang the bell and inquired for him.\r\n\r\n“What do you want?” said the servant, eying me as if I were a\r\nhousebreaker.\r\n\r\n“I want to see your lord and master; show me into the parlor.”\r\n\r\nUpon this my host himself happened to make his appearance, and seeing\r\nwho I was, opened his hand and heart to me at once, and drew me to his\r\nfireside; he had received a letter from my brother, and had expected me\r\nthat day.\r\n\r\nThe family were at tea; the fragrant herb filled the room with its\r\naroma; the brown toast was odoriferous; and everything pleasant and\r\ncharming. After a temporary warming, I was shown to a room, where I\r\nchanged my wet dress, and returning to the table, found that the\r\ninterval had been well improved by my hostess; a meal for a traveler\r\nwas spread and I laid into it sturdily. Every mouthful pushed the devil\r\nthat had been tormenting me all day farther and farther out of me, till\r\nat last I entirely ejected him with three successive bowls of Bohea.\r\n\r\nMagic of kind words, and kind deeds, and good tea! That night I went to\r\nbed thinking the world pretty tolerable, after all; and I could hardly\r\nbelieve that I had really acted that morning as I had, for I was\r\nnaturally of an easy and forbearing disposition; though when such a\r\ndisposition is temporarily roused, it is perhaps worse than a\r\ncannibal’s.\r\n\r\nNext day, my brother’s friend, whom I choose to call Mr. Jones,\r\naccompanied me down to the docks among the shipping, in order to get me\r\na place. After a good deal of searching we lighted upon a ship for\r\nLiverpool, and found the captain in the cabin; which was a very\r\nhandsome one, lined with mahogany and maple; and the steward, an\r\nelegant looking mulatto in a gorgeous turban, was setting out on a sort\r\nof sideboard some dinner service which looked like silver, but it was\r\nonly Britannia ware highly polished.\r\n\r\nAs soon as I clapped my eye on the captain, I thought myself he was\r\njust the captain to suit me. He was a fine looking man, about forty,\r\nsplendidly dressed, with very black whiskers, and very white teeth, and\r\nwhat I took to be a free, frank look out of a large hazel eye. I liked\r\nhim amazingly. He was promenading up and down the cabin, humming some\r\nbrisk air to himself when we entered.\r\n\r\n“Good morning, sir,” said my friend.\r\n\r\n“Good morning, good morning, sir,” said the captain. “Steward, chairs\r\nfor the gentlemen.”\r\n\r\n“Oh! never mind, sir,” said Mr. Jones, rather taken aback by his\r\nextreme civility. “I merely called to see whether you want a fine young\r\nlad to go to sea with you. Here he is; he has long wanted to be a\r\nsailor; and his friends have at last concluded to let him go for one\r\nvoyage, and see how he likes it.”\r\n\r\n“Ah! indeed!” said the captain, blandly, and looking where I stood.\r\n“He’s a fine fellow; I like him. So you want to be a sailor, my boy, do\r\nyou?” added he, affectionately patting my head. “It’s a hard life,\r\nthough; a hard life.”\r\n\r\nBut when I looked round at his comfortable, and almost luxurious cabin,\r\nand then at his handsome care-free face, I thought he was only trying\r\nto frighten me, and I answered, “Well, sir, I am ready to try it.”\r\n\r\n“I hope he’s a country lad, sir,” said the captain to my friend, “these\r\ncity boys are sometimes hard cases.”\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJNGCKA676R3K250S8MC6","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1GP71YDJ60P8SRH97MF","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKRNTK46ZKWS7RQAHMRBJ","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:15.034Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:23.240Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}