re, like
the steamer, bound in to Liverpool. Among these, there was a small
vessel at a distance from the steamer, with a certain signal flying.
This signal was to show that this boat was the one which contained the
pilot whose turn it was to take the steamer in. The captain gave the
proper orders to the helmsman, and the steamer gradually turned from her
course, so as to approach the spot where the pilot boat was lying. As
she came near, a little skiff was seen at the stern of the pilot boat,
with men getting into it. In a moment more, the skiff pushed off and
rowed toward the steamer. A sailor stood on a sort of platform abaft the
wheel house to throw the men in the skiff a rope when they came near.
The engine was stopped, and the monstrous steampipe commenced blowing
off the steam, which, being now no longer employed to work the engine,
it would be dangerous to keep pent up. The steam, in issuing from the
pipe, produced a dense cloud of smoke and a terrific roaring.

In the mean time, the skiff approached the ship, and the men on board
of it caught the rope thrown to them by the sailor on the platform. By
this rope they were drawn up to the side of the ship at a place where
there was a ladder; and then the pilot, leaving the skiff, clambered up
and came on board. The men in the skiff then pushed off and turned to go
back toward the pilot boat. The roaring of the steam suddenly ceased,
the paddle wheels began again to revolve, and the ship recommenced her
motion. The pilot went up upon the paddle box and gave orders to the
helmsman how to steer, while the captain came down. His responsibility
and care in respect to the navigation of the ship for that voyage was
now over.

In fact, the passengers began to consider the voyage as ended. They all
went to work packing up their trunks, adjusting their dress, changing
their caps for hats, and making other preparations for the land.

As the time drew nigh for going on shore, Jennie began to feel some
apprehension on the subject, inasmuch as, judging from all the
formidable preparations which she saw going on around her, she inferred
that landing in Liverpool from an Atlantic steamer must be a very
different thing from going on shore at New York after a voyage down the
Hudson. As for Rollo, his feelings were quite the reverse from
Jennie's. He not only felt no solicitude on the subject, but he began to
be quite ambitious of going ashore alone--that is, without any one to
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