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  At daylight the slumberers were aroused by
the calls of �oh! look here.�  A most pitiful sight
was to be seen.  The decks were so wet and dirty,
owing to reasons previously stated, that they were
loth to believe even their own individuality on such
premises.  A half-aware crowd survey the scene in
wonder; the mattresses were nearly soaked through;
hats were gone, shirts, pants, coats, and faces were
begrimed with the soot of the funnels; the hair
of a hundred heads was pointing in every direc-
tion, and those who went to rest somewhat in the
fashion of the day, awoke to find themselves �done
up� in a new style.  All along the bulwarks were
the empty monuments of last night�s debauchery.
Here and there were a broken pitcher, which no more
should �go to the well;� headless hats, shocking
bad hats, counterpanes, dirty counterpanes, valices,
shawls and coats mingle in one conglomerated
mass, out of which the owners were endeavoring to
select their own articles.  Mutterings, curses not
(very) loud but deep, commingled with the salute-
tions of the morning.
	           HOW NOT TO WASH.
  �Where can you wash?� now is the universal
query.  Echo answered �where.�  It is true, an
apology for that pleasant arrangement had been
made, by the scarcity of towels and soap; and the 
qualities of the water, both in color and smell, pre-
cluded any one who had any self-respect, from in-
dulging in this luxury.  An instance occurred where
a gentleman paid the sum of one dollar for a basin of
clean water.  Those who were fortunate enough to 
find the hair-dressing saloon, were provided with a
bountiful supply of the much desired articles.
  Not only was washing water in demand, but a
cooling drink of ice-water was eagerly sought after,
and in two cases we saw gentlemen pay twenty-five
cents for a single glass of heaven�s freest gift.  This
was the subject of many hard remarks, and nearly
every group was discussing the merits of the whole
trip and pronouncing it a downright swindle.
The morning, which had dawned upon us so unpro-
pitiously, by eight o�clock had assumed a more plea-
ant aspect; the clouds rolled away to the westward,
and the bright, warm beams of the sun dispelled the
unpleasant damp haze which had been the only can-
opy of many during the night and the early hours of 
the morning, and the prospects were fair for a pleas-
ant day.
  At seven o�clock the cry of �land, ho!� was heard
forward, and soon the bold outlines of the cape, with
its towering light-house, stood out in bold relief
against the dark and receding clouds which were
banked up in the horizon.  At eight o�clock the en-
gines were stopped, and at fifteen minutes past, upon
the order, the best bower was let go and thirty fath-
oms of cable veered out, and the ship was at anchor
off Cape May, at the distance of about eight miles
from the shore.
  A large meeting of the excursionists was held on
board, after the ship was anchored.  Mr. Fillmore
was called to the chair, and Mr. Howell was the 
secretary.  After a few remarks by the chairman
relative to the call of the meeting, the following 
resolutions were read and unanimously adopted:
  Whereas, From the previous reputation which the Great
Eastern and her officers had established, we, the gentlemen

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and ladies who embarked on the excursion to Cape May,
expected, and had a right to expect, decent accommodations
and proper attention; and as it has been announced that
she was capable of carrying almost a fabulous number of
passengers, and affording them proper attentions and ac-
commodations:  And whereas, We, the passengers on this
excursion to Cape May, have been grievously disappointed
in every expectation, therefore
  Resolved, That we, the passengers to Cape May, have
not only been disappointed, but swindled�that there was
no water to wash, no towels to wipe with, no berths pro-
vided, and that many ladies were obliged to sleep on the
deck or open cabins; that there was not a glass of water to
be had to quench thirst; and that the whole arrangements
were contemptible and disgraceful,
  Resolved, Also that we would advise our friends who
propose to go to Anapois and Norfolk, in the Great
Eastern, to stay at home for fear of similar treatment.
  At 9:40 the steamboat J. S. Schriver come along-
side and about 200 people, with peril to life and limb,
embarked on board of her, and at 10 o�clock we were
on the way to the cape.
  A barrel of ice-water, free, was on board and was
liberally patronized by the passengers.  Every one
seemed filled with hope that they would be able 
to procure a good and warm breakfast, and many
faces which had been an index of the feelings of the
hours previous to this small excursion, were now
lit up with hopes for the future.
  The day could not have been finer for the party, but
doubtless had their been a good breeze many sailing
vessels would have been down to bring their decks
filled with the sight-seers, but as it was we only were
saluted by one large schooner, on whose deck were
a goodly number of people, one of whom
was laying his hand upon his stomach and
ejaculating��Man wants but little here below nor
wants that little long��suiting the action to the
word.  Other vessels were in the distance, and, no
doubt, there were many hearts on board which were
filled with anxiety for a breeze, so that they might
sail around the big ship as she lay at anchor in the
outer anchorage.  As the boat approached the wharf,
which was thronged with enthusiastic people, a large
fleet of sailing vessels with colors lazily drooping
from their mast heads, were lying close too, and
ready to join in the cheerings of their neighbors on the 
  The landing was made at twenty minutes past ten
o�clock.  Our passengers landed amid a host of en-
thusiastic Jerseymen, who, with their wives and
daughters, clad in their Sunday clothes, and having
on the flat hat, which, in a locality like this, is by
far the most preferable one to wear.  At the
least calculation, one hundred teams were in
waiting to convey us to the hotels on Cape Isl-
and.  These �turnouts� invariably consisted of two
lean specimens of quadrupeds, and the immutable
rockaway.  The usual importunities of hack drivers
were quickly disposed of by the filling up of every
available vehicle, and in less time than we are writ-
ing this, the head team was off, followed closely by a
long procession, which was soon rolling up the sand
and dust in an unpleasant cloud.
  The hotels were crowded to overflowing with guests,
most of whom we passed on our ride up to the
Island, bound down to visit the Great Eastern.  Sev-
eral steamboats were busily employed in conveying
the islanders off to the ship.  Three boats came down
from Philadelphia loaded down with excursionists, at               
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