AT PILLEY'S ISLAND AGAIN. 203 



WE WANT TO GO HOME. 



The next question to disturb our slumbers Avas, 

 when would we get a vessel going south ? The 

 steamer Acalon, a large English vessel (See cut, page 

 25) known as a tramp belonging to the Red Cross 

 Line, commanded by Capt. E. M. Cox, was loading 

 pyrites for Boston. The steamer ftilvia, upon which 

 we expected to sail for New York, was looked for 

 daily; but inasmuch as she could not load till the 

 Avalon left her dock, we began at once to open 

 negotiations with Capt. Cox to land us in Boston on 

 our home trip, for which point he expected to sail 

 direct not later than Tuesday, the thirteenth, which 

 would get us home at least five days ahead of the Silvia. 



Friday j November 9th. Thermometer 32; clear and 

 pleasant. This was a lovely day. Spent a very pleas- 

 ant evening with Capt. Cox at Mr. Herbert's in com- 

 pany with friends of the family, playing Nap and lis- 

 tening to fine music rendered by Mr. Herbert arid his 

 estimable wife and daughter. Finished packing our 

 trophies, and received a final answer from Capt. Cox ? 

 who agreed to take us ; but as he was not allowed to 

 provide accommodations for passengers, he said it 

 would be necessary for us to ship as seamen at one 

 shilling a day, and pay one dollar a day each for our 

 board, with the verbal understanding that we should 



