It will be necessary to tell you something about the company assembled aboard the _Seagull_ when she began her voyage from San Francisco early in May to carry a cargo of mixed merchandise to Canton, China.
The _Seagull_ has no regular itinerary, but sails a free lance in any sea and to any country where it may be profitable for her to go. Both my father and Uncle Naboth have adventurous natures, and prefer to let fate direct their future rather than attempt to plan a succession of tedious and uninteresting voyages which might mean surer gain but would afford less excitement. This has resulted, however, in a neat fortune for each of the _Seagull's_ three owners, and our success has encouraged us to persist in our eccentric methods. In the merchant service our beautiful ship is dubbed a "tramp," and I and my chums are called "the Boy Fortune Hunters," Uncle Naboth "the Yankee Trader" and Captain Steele "crazy old Peg-leg,"--because poor father has really a wooden leg, which in no way, however, renders him less able as a skipper. But we laugh at this harmless raillery and, well knowing that we are envied by many who thus banter us, pursue our own way with unconcern.
So it happened that after a prosperous voyage around the Horn, to deliver a valuable cargo of tin-plate to the great canning factories of Oregon and Washington, we had barely anchored in the bay at San Francisco before we received a commission to sail to Canton with a cargo of merchandise. This suited us all; but none better than me, for I had long desired to visit China, Japan and the Philippines. Also it suited Joe Herring, our cabin boy and my particular friend; and it suited Archie Ackley, a well-to-do young fellow who had sailed with us on a former voyage and passed as my chum. Archie was a reckless, adventurous sort of chap, and had made the trip around the Horn on the _Seagull_ to give a broken leg time to knit perfectly, the said leg having been damaged in a foolish wrestling bout.
I am sure you would shake your head dubiously if I were to recount all of the characteristics of this youth which had endeared him to our little ship's company. I should be obliged to say, for instance, that Archie was stubborn as a mule, conceited as a peacock, reckless of all conventionalities, and inclined to quarrel and fight on the slightest provocation. But I should hasten to add that he was brave as a lion and tender as a woman to those he loved. His loyalty had been fully proven on the occasion of that former voyage to which I have referred, when he accompanied us to Egypt and won our hearts completely.