Twenty Years Before the Mast.
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Our supply of provisions, which we took on board at Honolulu, had been stored in the consul’s house a number of years, and our hard-tack was very moldy, and alive with grub-worms. We used to soak the bread in our tea, when the animals would float on top, and we would skim them off. We did not exactly relish this at first, but soon got used to it, however.
