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6.26 on the first day of March, which was just ten minutes earlier than at Detroit. It soon burned off the fog inshore, so that we could see the ancient city of St. Augustine. Our passengers, who had become so accustomed to sea-life that they did not turn out before eight in the morning, soon began to appear. With the pilot at the wheel we went over the bar before nine, and a run of two miles more brought us to our anchorage off the sea-wall. CHAPTER II. OUR LIBERAL PASSENGERS. "Where are we now, Alick, my boy?" asked my cousin Owen Garningham, as he came on deck after we had anchored off the pier. "We are at St. Augustine, the oldest city in the United States, founded by the Spaniards in 1565----" "Cut it short, if you please, my affectionate cousin," interposed Owen, with an affected yawn. "I haven't been to breakfast yet; and surely you don't expect me to learn history so early in the morning. I simply asked you where we were, and you go back over three hundred years to answer the question." "I thought you might want to know something about the place," I replied. "Exactly so. Where are we?" "We are here." Owen bit his lip, smiled, and then looked about him at the various objects in sight. "If you will tell me exactly what you want to know, I will answer your questions; at least, I will tell you all I know," I added. "Don't do that: it would take too long," he replied, yawning again. "Thank you." "I wouldn't listen to all a fool knew before breakfast; and it would take you two years to tell all you know, sweet cousin." "Not so long as that. We made the land about six this morning, in a fog----" "You made the land! Well, you didn't have a very bad job of it, for it is nothing but house sand. Of course I know we are somewhere on the coast of Florida, for when we left the Bermudas we were bound to St. Augustine. We have got there, you say; and I thank you for telling me. After breakfast, when I have a cigar, I will, with your leave, read the history of the place." "You have my permission; and I will furnish the book from which you may read it." "Thanks. Now, could you, Alick, without straining yourself too much, tell me something about what we may see by looking about us in just this place--never mind the other parts of the State," continued Owen, looking around him. "I will tell you all I know about it," I replied. "I wish everybody would tell only that." "The ope
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