342 ANCHOR OFF BARRACOON HOUSE. 



At 9. 30 P. M. we anchored in Louis' Creek, 

 where our ears were saluted by the noise of the 

 surf on the beach. The night being dark, I 

 deemed it imprudent to attempt to proceed any 

 further till day-light. At ten in the morning of 

 the next day we got under weigh, and at 12. 15 

 anchored off Barracoon House, in the River 

 Nun, after having been only thirty-two hours 

 fifteen minutes under weigh from Iddah. 



In the fulness of our joy at beholding again 

 this well-remembered spot, we simultaneously gave 

 three hearty cheers for our safe return. I sent 

 the boat ashore with Mr. Brown to Cassa, the 

 pilot town, to inquire if there was a letter for 

 me. Mr. Brown returned, and said that a per- 

 son named Footman, who was then working in 

 the bush, had a letter for me ; but he would not 

 return till the next day. 



Sunday, June 29th, the pilot Footman came on 

 board, bringing a letter from Col. Nicolls, ad- 

 dressed to me, which had been left two months 

 before, in which I was informed of the melan- 

 choly death of Mr. Lander, who had expired 

 in consequence of the wounds he received at 

 Hyammah. 



