We sailed for the Toolong fleet." "What fleet ?" inquired I.
"Why, the Toolong fleet, so called, I thought, because they remained too long in harbour, bad luck to them; and then we were off Cape See-see (devil a bit could we see of them except their mast-heads) for I don't know how many months.

But I forgot to say that I got into another scrape just before we left harbour.

It was my watch when they piped to dinner, and I took the liberty to run below, as my messmates had a knack of forgetting absent friends.

Well, the captain came on board, and there were no side boys, no side ropes, and no officers to receive him.

He came on deck foaming with rage, for his dignity was hurt, and he inquired who was the midshipman of the watch.