When embarking on one of these vessels to recommence my duties as a seaman, I was not encumbered with much luggage; and I was not very long in her forecastle, before discovering that this was rather an advantage than a misfortune! I had spent so much of my money, that I should have been absolutely unable to buy an outfit for any other "trip" than that between Liverpool and New York. The less a sailor takes aboard with him on such a voyage, the less will he lose before it is terminated. One of the crew of the ship in which I sailed, was a young seaman, who had never made the voyage from Liverpool to New York; and therefore lacked experience of the evil doings incidental to such a trip. He had been foolish enough to bring on board a large "kit" of good clothing. The first night out of port, when this young man was keeping his watch on deck, one of his comrades below took notice of his chest. "It's locked," said the man, stretching out his hand to try the lid. "Blast him!" cried another, "I suppose he thinks we are all thieves here!" "Sarve him right if he were to lose every-things that's in it," significantly remarked a third. "So say I," chimed in a fourth speaker, drawing nearer to the kit, in order to be at hand in case of a scramble--which the moment after was commenced. The chest was turned over, all hands taking share in the act; and without further ado, its bottom was knocked in. Most of the sailor's effects were pulled out, and scattered about--each of the ruffians appropriating to himself some article which he fancied. Amongst other things, was a new pair of heavy horseskin boots, which were obtained by a fellow, who chanced to stand in need of them; and who pulled them on upon the spot. The next day, the young sailor having missed his property, of course created a disturbance about it. For this, he was only laughed at by the rest of the crew. He complained to the officers. "Had your clothes stole, have you?" carelessly inquired the first mate. "Well, that's what you might have expected. Some of the boys are queer fellows, I dare say. You should have taken better care of your togs--if you cared anything about them." The next day, the young sailor saw one of the men with the stolen boots upon his feet, and at once accused the wearer of the theft. But the only satisfaction he obtained, was that of getting kicked with his own boots! We had on board between three and four hundred passengers--most of them Irish and German emigrants. Several deaths occurred amongst these poor people. Whenever one of them died, the fact would be reported to the officers; and then the first mate would order the sailmaker to enclose the body in a sack--for the purpose of its being thrown overboard. This command to the sailmaker was generally given as follows: "Sails! there's a dead 'un below. Go down, and sack 'im."