He hailed the Culpepper and
desired to know what was wanted.
"Why one of your ----- shell-backs insulted me," was the answer that
floated across the water.
"What did he say?" inquired Captain Moore.
"Why he told me to wait till the water boiled and he would come aboard
and shave me," thundered the angry captain of the Culpepper.
"And why the blazes don't you wait, it would add to your personal
appearance considerably," said Captain Moore as he disappeared down
the gangway.
About noon the wind changed and the long looked for easterly breeze came
rippling over the waters of the Mediterranean. All sail was made and
the fleet stood away through the straits. The Culpepper stood side by
side for about five miles during which time the crews keenly enjoyed the
broadside of compliments that was hurled from vessel to vessel by the
two commanders. The George made a fair run and in due time entered the
mouth of the Tyne and was soon after moored at the docks at Newcastle
where Paul left her. He was loth to do so as it was the pleasantest
vessel, captain and crew he had ever shipped with.
He then engaged himself as first mate on the ship Campbell, a Nova
Scotia boat bound from North Shields to Philadelphia with a cargo
of chemicals.
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