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Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 48: (search)
that her Majesty owes me some boot, for the swap I made with her, on that remarkable moonlight night when I left the Cape. At all events, I never heard that she complained of it. I was grieved to find that our most serious loss among the deserters, was our Irish fiddler. This fellow had been remarkably diligent, in his vocation, and had fiddled the crew over half the world. It was a pity to lose him, now that we were going over the other half. When the evening's amusements began, Michael Mahoney's vacant camp-stool cast a gloom over the ship. There was no one who could make his violin talk like himself, and it was a long time before his place was supplied. Poor Michael I we felt convinced he had not been untrue to us—it was only a dhrop too much of the crayture he had taken. For the first few days after leaving the Cape, we ran off due south, it being my intention to seek the fortieth parallel of south latitude, and ran my easting down on that parallel. As icebergs have b
Raphael Semmes, Memoirs of Service Afloat During the War Between the States, Chapter 51: (search)
g cumuli are piled up on the western horizon while the sun is going down. Stately cathedrals, with their domes and spires complete, may be traced by the eye of fancy, and the most gorgeous of golden, violet, orange, purple, green, and other hues, light up now a colonnade, now a dome, and now a spire of the aerial edifice. And then came on the twilight, with its gray and purple blended, and with the twilight, the sounds of merriment on board the Alabama—for we had found a successor for Michael Mahoney, the Irish fiddler, and the usual evening dances were being held. We had been now some time at sea, since leaving Singapore; the jail had been delivered, the proper punishments administered, and Jack, having forgotten both his offences, and their punishment, had again become a good boy, and was as full of fun as ever. We had some fine fishing while passing through the Arabian Sea. The dolphin came around us in schools, and a number of them were struck with the grains, and caught wi