THE NAVAL OFFICER.
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CHAPTER VIII.
There she goes, brimful of anger and jealousy. Mercy on the poor man!
Jealous Wife.
The dreadful fish that hath deserved the name
Of Death.
Spenser.
As the brig moved out of the harbour of Nassau, I moved out of bed; and as she set her royals and made sail, I put on my hat and walked out. The officers of the regiment quartered there, kindly invited me to join their mess; and the colonel enhanced the value of the offer by assigning for me good apartments in the barracks. I was instantly removed to cleanly and comfortable lodgings. I soon regained my
