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Gordon, steamed into Table Bay, and anchoring close 

 to the Celt^ took our kit on board at once, and sailed 

 at 9 P.M. same day for Simon's Town. Mr. Young 

 went there by an early train on the 15th, while I was 

 delayed in bringing down one of his principal bales of 

 goods that had been forgotten in the Celt. However, 

 I succeeded in reaching Simon's Town at 6.30 p.m., 

 and shortly after my arrival we were under weigh for 

 the mouth of the Zambesi. 



I received the greatest kindness from all on 

 board the Petrel^ and was made as comfortable as I 

 could wish. A series of gales from the south-west 

 sent us flying to Algoa Bay, where we called in. 

 These gales continued during the remainder of the 

 run, and never have I beheld such a magnificent sea. 

 Wherever the eye turned nothing was to be seen but 

 a mass of white foam running mountains high. It 

 would have been dreadful had not the wind been 

 fair. I experienced a nasty touch of the old fever 

 and ague during the run. The iron boat was now got 

 together. On the night of the 25th we saw several 

 bush-lires on shore, and sounded in eighteen fathoms. 

 At 6 A.M. on the 26th we anchored off the bar of the 

 Kongoni River in five fathoms, having run up from 

 Simon's Town in less than ten days, though we had 

 never expected to have done it under eighteen or 

 twenty. 



Mr. Young having expressed his desire to land at the 

 E. Louabo mouth of the river, eight miles further on 

 (though Livingstone recommends the Kongoni), we 

 steamed up ; but finding a heavy break on the bar of 

 that river, returned to our former anchorage. Now 



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