...e o'clock the lookout aloft sang out Sail ho! Lieutenant K. Randolph Breese, who had the deck, hailed the lookout, and asked for her direction. Off the port bow, sir, came back the reply. The San Jacinto was then heading north, and presently the black smoke of a steamer was descried from our decks. When the crew was piped to dinner, the mess-cloths were deserted, and nearly everybody remained on d...