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which was not merely replied to, but accompanied by signal- 

 ling the number of the Caroline. She was steering exactly 

 our own course, and after having had to struggle with calms on 

 nearing the coast, we cast anchor together, in the roads of 

 Funchal, in 32 fathoms, sandy bottom, immediately South of 

 the Loo Rock, a singular-looking, lofty, conical rock, which 

 marks the best anchorage for large ships. The U. S. corvette. 

 Dale, lay in our vicinity, and sent a boat on board with an 

 oflScer to extend to us the usual greetings, after which she 

 saluted the Commodore's standard with a salute of thirteen 

 guns,* which, as is the etiquette, we returned, gun for gun. 

 We now had the pleasure of hearing that the small-pox 

 had entirely disappeared on board the corvette Caroline^ those 

 attacked being now in a fair way of convalescence, while 

 on board the Novara, the health of the ship's company 

 was eminently satisfactory. 



* Commodores of other nations receive only eleven'guns by way of salute. 



