This distinguished official is also the solo dispenser of the luxury of oysters, upon which fish the Anglo-Saxon in this hemisphere is intensely ravenous.

It looks funny enough to a stranger, to see a notice hung up (generally near the bar), "Oysters to be had in the barber's saloon." Everything is saloon in America.

Above this saloon deck, and its auxiliaries of barber-shop, gallery, &c., is the hurricane-deck, whereon is a small collection of cabins for the captain, pilots, &c .-- there are always two of the latter, and their pay each, the captain told me, is forty pounds a month--and towering above these cabins is the wheel-house, lit all round by large windows, whence all orders to the engineers are readily transmitted by the sound of a good bell.

The remainder of the deck--which is, in fact, only the roof of the saloon-cabins and gallery--is open to all those who feel disposed to admire distant views under the soothing influence of an eternal shower of wood-cinders and soot.

These vessels vary in breadth from thirty-five to fifty feet, and from one hundred and fifty to--the "Eclipse"-- three hundred and sixty-five feet in length; the saloons extending the whole length, except about thirty feet at each end.