Brother Alonzo you rascal get DOWN from there

his own wallet (nigh assuredly organized by himself to hold his id papers / easily verifiable career details in the center, which was surrounded by his accounts of the arctic, which was surrounded by his poetry, which was wax-sealed and then surrounded by a newspaper about maritime casualties that he had apparently been saving since 1845, which was then surrounded by leather, which he then died on top of to keep safe (he must have known he was dying there. he must have known someone would come searching eventually. this is not the work of a man who believes he was ever going to make it home again)

ink stained cuff of his shirt (do not forget he must have been carrying around a bottle of frozen ink and thawing it out to write at all in the first place)

TOM'S NECKSCARF(?) still done in the steward uniform standard fashion

folding haircomb with nervous scratches along the lacquer edge where a thumb would rest if one held it closed in their hand

cloth covered coat buttons

one single pearl button

clothes brush

half sovereign coin from 1844 (year he was going to retire and open a bar)

sixpence from 1831