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took place, and men, women, and children were dressed in holiday attire, giving a great deal more animation to the tumble-down fort and the devoted town than we were wont to see them assume.
Then came our Christmas. The "Hyacinth" ran down to the Bountings, and captured some very fine turtle. Turtle-soup and plum-pudding galore were prepared; and, like a hen gathering her chicks, wre all sailed off from our blockading posts, and tumbled on board the dear old craft in time for an early dinner.
The Malay sailors got a holiday and a double allowance of rice and fish, and paid all due respect to the "white man's feast," whilst we talked over our adventures with shipmates and messmates, and hoped and prophesied for the future. As the evening closed in, all boat's crews were again piped away, and we rowed into Quedah, keeping time to the tune of some sentimental ditty, in which the lady of the sailor's love
" Was a rich merchant's daughter, From London she did come," and c. and c. ;
and winding up with a dnouement far more comical than moral.
Yet was our duty not all play or sight-seeing. The Malays in Quedah had to dispose of their pro-Yet was our duty not all play or sight-seeing. The Malays in Quedah had to dispose of their pro-