No one seemed much cast down by these stories, but all inquired after
the address of a respectable hotel; and I, for my part, put myself
under the conduct of Mr. Jones. Before noon of the second Sunday we
sighted the low shores outside of New York harbour; the steerage
passengers must remain on board to pass through Castle Garden on the
following morning; but we of the second cabin made our escape along
with the lords of the saloon; and by six o'clock Jones and I issued
into West Street, sitting on some straw in the bottom of an open
baggage-wagon. It rained miraculously; and from that moment till on
the following night I left New York, there was scarce a lull, and no
cessation of the downpour. The roadways were flooded; a loud
strident noise of falling water filled the air; the restaurants smelt
heavily of wet people and wet clothing.
It took us but a few minutes, though it cost us a good deal of money,
to be rattled along West Street to our destination: 'Reunion House,
No. 10 West Street, one minutes walk from Castle Garden; convenient
to Castle Garden, the Steamboat Landings, California Steamers and
Liverpool Ships; Board and Lodging per day 1 dollar, single meals 25
cents, lodging per night 25 cents; private rooms for families; no
charge for storage or baggage; satisfaction guaranteed to all
persons; Michael Mitchell, Proprietor.
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