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Then I went into the town to try to find somewhere to lodge, and the first person I met was an old Scotchman who said I could stay with him for two dollars a week. He took me to his home - quite an elegant house - where he introduced me to his family. I told him what had happened and that I did not know where to get work as there were very few vessels in the place. He told me not to worry as he would get me something to do and he would write to New York and get my clothes back. This he did in a very few days. Next morning he got me work with a brick mason, who hired me to hand bricks for one dollar per day. I worked there several days. Then I had different jobs. I helped dig a cellar for a druggist - I raked hay. If work gave out, I went to the master of the brig, Mr. Alsop, and he always procured something for me - if nothing else, picking cherries.
I lived with nice people and I was very comfortable. Just outside my window were two cherry trees and I could eat all I wanted, both the first and the last I have tasted in America. Sundays I spent in the woods. The others went to church and frowned at me for not going too, but I did not go, as I could not understand a word the preacher said. They were outwardly very religious.
I wondered at the little difference between the people. Rich and poor were as one class, associating with one another in perfect equality.
I was well fixed, and I guess it	would have been better for	me if I	had
stayed, but the foolish restlessness got hold of me again. I was	tired	of	the
quiet life on land and must needs go to sea again. Mr. Alsop wanted me as a second mate on his brig and would employ me in the meantime, but no, I must see other places. So I took hire on the schooner Waccaman for sixteen dollars a month. It was sailing with stoves	for Old Point Comfort, a	fort	on	the
Chesapeake Bay. First we had to go up the river to a place called Haddam to load the stoves. So I went aboard	and we started the same day.	It	was
beautiful going up the river, past mountains and valleys, rain fields and farm houses and many of the same trees we have in Denmark.
Haddam itself is only a small village in the midst of woods, with several small ship yards. I went several times into the woods, which resemble Danish woods, only here the birds have more brilliant plumage. I saw my first squirrels here, and tried to catch them, but they were too quick.
When	we were	loaded, we	went	down the river and arrived	without	mishap at
Chesapeake Bay.	We anchored by	a. fort named "Risp Rasp",	but we	could not
unload there so we sailed to	another fort right opposite,	built	on a point	of
sand, and more than a mile in	circumference.
The country here in Virginia is very flat and sandy and mostly covered with pine woods. One Sunday I walked to a little town called North Hampton, where I saw a beautiful apple orchard. It was only July,	but	the apples were
already ripe. I wanted some,	so I thought I would steal a	few.	I succeeded	in
this but,	as I started to go	out,	an old black woman came out	of the	house with
two large	dogs.	She sicced	them	on me. I ran till I was about to	burst but
was lucky enough to get over the fence and out on the road before they got me. On the way back, I found a tree of wild cherries, but I could not eat any because the mosquitoes were about to eat me up.
When we had unloaded we were to go to Norfolk for a load of stoves. But, as cholera was raging there, none of the crew would go except the mate and
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