By Murray Killman
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Butler would ever be able and willing to leave his precious frontier life. I had seen many real gentlemen, when they had come to visit my grandfather. There was something about them that even set them apart from the bourgeois. Wealth alone did not seem to give well-educated merchants the poise and bearing of an aristocrat. A true English gentleman patrician had impeccable manners, grooming, and etiquette. This seemed to be right in their breeding, and I really doubted if any colonial could ever attain that level of sophistication?
One by one, we passed the other ships that had been anchored off shore. Our crew signaled to the gunboats as we passed, and a union jack and narrow pendant fluttered on our masthead. The fog was lifting, but visibility was still quite poor and the captain didn't want his ship to be mistaken for a privateer. I soon discovered the source of the delightful aroma of something baking. A small iron chimney protruded through the forecastle deck and from this orifice curled a whiff of white smoke. " Here I found the cook, a mister George Potts, and his helper, a boy by the name of Walter Lillicrop, or "Walt," as we later came to know him.
The gray blue of the sky above, and the neverending succession of mountainous waves below stretching into infinity. It was easy to see why a man might not get too full of himself out there. It was obvious that the cold north Atlantic knows no sovereign, and heels to no man. I pulled my shawl tightly around my shoulders, for the icy wind cut through me like a knife. Looking up I saw the sailors working in the rigging, but could not bear to watch them. ” The captain quipped, knowing full well that it was the most hazardous job on the ship.