"Remember," quoth my cousin Pedro, as I bade him good-bye, in the mate's state-room, where, from extreme caution, he generally lay _perdu_, "remember to see Clara; tell her who you are, and bring us word from her." "Yes," added the mate, "tell her of Pedro's escape, but do not undeceive her as to the belief of my death--that's too late now. God bless the dear girl!" and the voice of the usually stout-hearted seaman trembled as he spoke. "Good-bye, Frank; good-bye, Bill," said Mr. Brewster, as we came on deck again, and shaking hands with us; "kiss all the girls for me, and bring off some good cigars the first time you come on board. These d----d bumboatmen don't have the best quality." "Keep out of all manner of scrapes." added the captain, by way of climax. "However, I shall see you or hear of you every day, either at the house or counting-room." "Ay, ay; yes, sir; oh! certainly; of course, sir; good-bye, shipmates; good-bye, sir;" shouted we, right and left, in reply to the divers charges, injunctions and parting salutations, as the boat pushed off. "Now let fall, my men, give way," continued Bill. "By lightning! Frank, _pre_haps we wont have a spree!" The ship's cousin replied only by an expressive pantomime. Two Bowery clerks, driving a fast trotting-horse up the Third Avenue, may, in a measure, realize the feeling of intense pleasure which we experienced at this time. Away we went in crack style, till, as we neared the mole, Langley gave the order "unrow;" six oar-blades instantly glittered in the sun, the bow-man seized his boat-hook, and our stout crew forced our way through the jam of ship and shore-boats to the landing stairs, saluted by a volley of oaths and interjections, selected with no great care from the vocabularies of almost every European and African language.