It was not a _very_ white jacket, but white enough, in all conscience, as the sequel will show. When our frigate lay in Callao, on the coast of Peru—her last harbour in the Pacific—I found myself without a _grego_, or sailor’s surtout; and as, toward the end of a three years’ cruise, no pea-jackets could be had from the purser’s steward: and being bound for Cape Horn, some sort of a substitute was indispensable; I employed myself, for several days, in manufacturing an outlandish garment of my own devising, to shelter me from the boisterous weather we were so soon to encounter.…
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