Captain MacWhirr looked thoughtfully at the barometer. The weather was bad. It was a short and strong man with sparse hair and a thick beard. MacWhirr talked to people in such a way that they often considered him short-sighted or frankly stupid. When the captain was on land, he always wore a brown hat, a coat and heavy black boots. Many people knew that he was really a very good captain. He always had only the best sailors in the crew. At a young age, he ran away from home and went to Ireland, although his father maintained a small shop in Belfasf. The family was not poor. A few months later, MacWhirr sent a letter to his parents from Chile. He worked and could feed himself. MacWhirr was able to take care of himself from his youth.