As Havana is an unco uncertain place for accommodations, we do not go on shore, the first night, but, standing close beside the bulwarks, feel a benevolent pleasure in seeing our late companions swallowed and carried off like tidbits by the voracious boatmen below, who squabble first for them and then with them, and so gradually disappear in the darkness. On board the "Karnak" harmony reigns serene. The custom-house wretches are gone, and we are, on the whole, glad we did not murder them. Our little party enjoys tea and bread-and-butter together for the last time. After so many mutual experiences of good and evil, the catguts about our tough old hearts are loosened, and discourse the pleasant music of Friendship. An hour later, I creep up to the higher deck, to have a look-out forward, where the sailors are playing leap-frog and dancing fore-and-afters. I have a genuine love of such common sights, and am quite absorbed by the good fun before me, when a solemn voice sounds at my left, and, looking round, I perceive Can Grande, who has come up to explain to me the philosophy of the sailor's dances, and to unfold his theory of amusements, as far as the narrow area of one little brain (mine, not his) will permit. His monologue, and its interruptions, ran very much as follows:--
_I_.--This is a pleasant sight, isn't it?
_Can Grande_.--It has a certain interest, as exhibiting the inborn ideal tendency of the human race;--no tribe of people so wretched, so poor, or so infamous as to dispense with amusement, in some form or other.
_Voice from below_.--Play up, Cook! That's but a slow jig ye're fluting away at.
_Can Grande_.--I went once to the Five Points of New York, with a police-officer and two philanthropists;--our object was to investigate that lowest phase of social existence.----
Bang, whang, go the wrestlers below, with loud shouts and laughter. I give them one eye and ear,--Can Grande has me by the other.
_Can Grande_.--I went into one of their miserable dance-saloons. I saw there the vilest of men and the vilest of women, meeting with the worst intentions; but even for this they had the fiddle, music and dancing. Without this little crowning of something higher, their degradation would have been intolerable to themselves and to each other.----