human
Schooner, ahoy! was the greeting of the stranger, and a simple
gpt
Hilloa!
human
What schooner is that, pray?
gpt
The Sea Lion, of Oyster Pond, Long Island; bound to the southward, after seal, as I suppose you know by our outfit.
human
When did you leave Oyster Pond--and how did you leave your owner, the good Deacon Pratt?
gpt
We sailed yesterday afternoon, on the first of the ebb, and the deacon left us as we weighed anchor. He was well, and full of hope for our luck. What schooner is that, pray?
human
The Sea Lion, of Hum'ses Hull; bound to the southward, after seals, as you probably knew by _our_ outfit. Who commands that schooner?
gpt
Captain Roswell Gar'ner--who commands aboard you, pray?
human
Captain Jason Daggett, showing himself more plainly, by moving out of the line of the main-rigging.
gpt
I had the pleasure of seeing you when I was on the P'int, looking after my uncle's dunnage, you may remember, Captain Gar'ner. 'T was but the other day, and you are not likely to have forgotten my visit.
human
Not at all, not at all, Captain Daggett; though I had no idea, _then_, that you intended to make a voyage to the southward so soon. When did you leave the Hole, sir?
gpt
Day before yesterday, afternoon. We came out of the Hull about five o'clock.
human
How had you the wind, sir?
gpt
Sou'-west, and sou'-west and by south. There has been but little change in that, these three days.