IN THE PACIFIC. 107 



Albemarle. On our way down to the boat we 

 noticed the tobacco and cotton plant growing 

 wild, and orange, lemon, and mango trees were 

 common enough. 



We stopped for a short time at the same hut 

 where we rested on our way up, and where a 

 somewhat stormy interview took place between 

 the colonel and one of his subordinates, the 

 one, I imagine, who had the revolver broken 

 over his head. The colonel chased the latter 

 round the hut with a rifle, trying in vain 

 to get a shot at him, whilst the wretched 

 fellow, who was armed with a knife about two 

 feet long, showed his agility by dodging about 

 the premises to avoid the colonel's aim ; the 

 women meanwhile set up a melancholy howl, 

 while we smoked our cigars and watched this 

 ridiculous spectacle. At length, after consider- 

 able theatrical display, and a great deal of bad 

 language, the parties were apparently reconciled, 

 and we all started for the boat, which we 

 reached without further adventure. We found 

 the boat's crew comfortably quartered in the 



