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Text for Page 170 [12-19-1860]

ler set off on a winter�s sea-voyage on,
with but a dubious termination.     The usual delays,
then good-bye to my friends and off � Haney
cautioning me, Boweryem insisting on lending me
his watch at parting.          My cabin-chum a
youngish fellow with a thin, shrewdish, cunning-
ish face, one Speck, a South Carolinian � a
doctor, physiognomically a mean version of Dr
Dixon.       He told me he was a native of the
capital of the state, Columbia, that he had
lived and practiced for two years or so in Eli-
zabethstown, New Jersey and that he was re-
turning to join a regiment, as its doctor.    Up-
wards of a hundred medical students were expected to
have done emulated Speck�s patriotism, seceding
from the New York colleges, but owing to a row
about certain charges made against one of their
professors � a Southerner � the majority had
stayed �to see him through� and for other
reasons.   Secession and the winter weather made
the Marion�s passenger�s but few, the four
or five students being prominent.  Among them
was a tall good-looking young fellow, rather
like poor Oliver Kellam, my Louisianain friend.
A thick fog covered the river, in consequence of
which, after steaming ten miles out we lay to
off the Staten Island shore till next morning.               
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