berth,
wang-banged the rigging around, and finally, by thunder, I'm covered all
over with villanous soap fat and tar! Now, Sir, this is not all the
result of accident--it's premeditated rascality!"

"Sir"--says the bully mate, coming forward, at this crisis, "my name's
Mr. Brace; when I was aboard your craft, in New York, you rather put on
_airs_, and I said if you and I ever got to sea together--we'd have a
_blow_ out. Now we're about even; if you're a mind we'll call the matter
square--"

"Yes, yes, for heaven's sake, let us have no more of this!" says
Lollypops.

"We'll have a bottle together, and wish for a clean run to Orleans!"
continued officer Brace.

Lollypops agreed; he not only stood the wine, but got over his anger,
vowed to look deeper into character, and never again rebuff honest
manliness, though hid under the coarse costume of a son of Neptune! A
hearty laugh closed the scene, and fair weather and a fine termination
attended the voyage of the Triton to New Orleans; for a finer, drier
craft never danced over the ocean wave, than that good ship, under
_rational_ management.

The Broomstick Marriage.

"Marry in haste and repent at leisure," is a time-honored idea, and
calls to mind a matrimonial circumstance which, according to pretty
lively authority, once came about in the glorious Empire State. A
certain Captain of a Lake Erie steamer, who was blessed with an elegant
temperament for fun, fashion, and the feminines, was "laid up," over
winter, near his childhood's home in Genesee county. Having nearly
exhausted his private stock of jokes, and gone the entire rounds of life
and liveliness of the season, he bethought him how he should create a
little _stir_, and have his joke at the expense of a young Doctor, who
had recently "located" in the neighborhood, and by his rather _taking_
person and manners, cut something of a swath in the community, and
especially amongst the _calico!_

The profession of young Esculapius gave him an access to private society
that ordinary circumstances did not vouch to most men. Among the many
families with which Dr. Mutandis had formed an acquaintance was that of
old Capt. Figgles. The Captain was a queer old mortal, who in his hale
old days had quit life on the ocean wave for the quietude of
agricultural comfort. The Captain was a blustering salt, whimsical, but
generous and social, as old sailors most generally are. He was supposed
to be in easy circumstanc