‘At last we felt ourselves to be a happy ship. So happy that the spare parts (apprentices) formed a Foofoo band. A keg with the ends knocked out, and a stout canvas substituted – the drum! A skilly tin or skid with two large spoons – a kettle drum! A mouth organ; a patched incomprehensible concertina; a formidable overwhelming voice pertaining to the archangel (our youngest apprentice). Also another instrument, the eldest apprentice – who played the comb very eloquently.’
Three more chapters from Shanghaied out of Frisco in the Nineties by Hiram P Bailey today: mutiny; a bully mate suffers revenge; a strange story of a Mexican skeleton; a cracking description of a Foofoo band; and the famous dead horse ceremony.
Why not print them out to read at your convenience?
For the rest of this series of posts:
Shanghaied out of Frisco in the Nineties by Hiram P Bailey – part 1