CHAPTER XXXII.  

  CHAPTER XXXIII.  

  CHAPTER XXXIV.  

  CHAPTER XXXV  

   

   

       TO WILLIAM BRANFORD SHUBRICK, ESQ.,     

       U. S. NAVY.     

       MY DEAR SHUBRICK,     

       Each year brings some new and melancholy chasm in what is now the brief list of my naval friends and former associates. War, disease, and the casualties of a hazardous profession have made fearful inroads in the limited number; while the places of the dead are supplied by names that to me are those of strangers. With the consequences of these sad changes before me, I cherish the recollection of those with whom I once lived in close familiarity with peculiar interest, and feel a triumph in their growing reputations, that is but little short of their own honest pride.     

       But neither time nor separation has shaken our intimacy: and I know that in dedicating to you this volume, I tell you nothing new, when I add that it is a tribute paid to an enduring friendship, by     

       Your old Messmate,     

       THE AUTHOR.     

  

   

  

       PREFACE.     

       It is probable a true history of human events would show that a far larger proportion of our acts are the results of sudden impulses and accident, than of that reason of which we so much boast. However true, or false, this opinion may be in more important matters, it is certainly and strictly correct as relates to the conception and execution of this book.     

       The Pilot was published in 1823. This was not long after the appearance of     

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