Bowen," answered the mate, who had caught my name and
evidently appeared to be familiar with it, although the man was a total
stranger to me. "He went ashore directly after breakfast, and I don't
much expect to see him aboard again until pretty late in the afternoon.
But I expect you'll find him and Cap'n Comben either at Anderson's
store, or at Mammy Williamson's hotel. Or, if you don't find 'em,
you'll be sure to get news of 'em at one or the other of them two
places."

"Thank you," said I; "I will look them up. But in case I should not
find them, please say that I will call aboard again to-morrow morning
about nine o'clock."

So saying, I climbed down into Julius Caesar's boat again, and ten
minutes later was landed upon the wharf.

It was by this time drawing well on toward noon, or "second breakfast"
time; so I shaped a course for Mammy Williamson's in the first place;
and there, sure enough, I came upon my old skipper and Comben, seated at
table among a number of other ship-masters and a sprinkling of
civilians. As I entered I heard my name mentioned by Winter, and
thought I also caught the word "galleon."

"Speak of an angel, Captain Winter, and--you know the rest," said I, as
I stepped up to him with outstretched hand.

In a moment every man had started to his feet, and I was surrounded--
hemmed in--by an enthusiastic crowd, who, having somehow got wind of my
lucky capture, were eager to congratulate me. Nothing would do but I
must sit down and take breakfast with them and relate my adventure; and
it was past two o'clock that day before any of us budged. For not only
had I to tell the whole story of my doings from the day when I parted
company in the _Manilla_, but I also had to hear Captain Winter's story
as well. The latter I shall not relate here, as it would require a
whole volume to do justice to it; but for the gratification of the
reader's curiosity, I may say that the _Dolphin_ and the _Tiger_, after
a protracted fight, in which both suffered severely, succeeded in
beating off the French frigate. Since then they had both been knocking
about in the Atlantic, with only moderate success, making Barbados their
head-quarters; hence they had heard nothing of me save in a letter
received from Mr White, in which he stated that, up to the time of
writing, no news had been received of the _Manilla_, and that he greatly
feared she must have been lost or captured.

Having at length transacted the bus