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The Daily Dispatch: September 19, 1864., [Electronic resource], The cruise of the "Tallahassee." (search)
t past. The sea is as smooth as a river. Captured the fishing schooner Floral Wreath, of Georgetown, Maine, just returned from four months fishing in the Gulf of St. Lawrence. There was over three thousand dollars worth of cured fish on her, just ready for the market. The captain, named Chandler Jewett, was a genuine Yankee, agreat industrial pursuit of the New England coast. --The Floral Wreath was a good specimen of the fishing vessels that swarm every year on the banks in the Gulf of St. Lawrence and the Bay of Chaleur. --After cutting the masts away the schooner was scuttled. At 3 P. M., took fishing schooner Restless, returning from the Gulf Gulf of St. Lawrence with one hundred and seventy-five quintals of green fish — codfish — for cargo. She was homeward bound, and within one day's sail of home. These rough, hardy fishermen are a timid set, and show much terror when taken on board. Several have shed tears, and others, with faces deathly white, tremulously ask, "What
The Daily Dispatch: September 19, 1864., [Electronic resource], [Second week.] (search)
t past. The sea is as smooth as a river. Captured the fishing schooner Floral Wreath, of Georgetown, Maine, just returned from four months fishing in the Gulf of St. Lawrence. There was over three thousand dollars worth of cured fish on her, just ready for the market. The captain, named Chandler Jewett, was a genuine Yankee, agreat industrial pursuit of the New England coast. --The Floral Wreath was a good specimen of the fishing vessels that swarm every year on the banks in the Gulf of St. Lawrence and the Bay of Chaleur. --After cutting the masts away the schooner was scuttled. At 3 P. M., took fishing schooner Restless, returning from the Gulf Gulf of St. Lawrence with one hundred and seventy-five quintals of green fish — codfish — for cargo. She was homeward bound, and within one day's sail of home. These rough, hardy fishermen are a timid set, and show much terror when taken on board. Several have shed tears, and others, with faces deathly white, tremulously ask, "What