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that main- fail to pieces, and prevent the mad from going a- 

 way, and your vefTel from linking to the bottom. I got no an- 

 fwer to this which I could hear, the wind was fo high, ex- 

 cept fome thing about the mercy and the merit of Sidr Ali 

 el Genowi. I now became violently angry. *• D — n Sidi 

 Ali el Genowi, faid I, you beaft, cannot you give me a ra- 

 tional anfwer ? Stand to your helm, look at the vane ; keep 

 the vefTel ftraight before the wind, or, by the great G — d 

 who fits in heaven, (another kind of oath than by Sidi Ali el 

 Genowi), I will ihoot you dead the firft yaw the (hip gives, or 

 the firft time that you leave the fteerage where you are 

 {landing." He anfwered only, Maloom, i. e. very well. — All 

 this- was fooner done than faid ; I got the main- fail in my 

 arms, and, with a large knife, cut it all to mreds, which 

 eafed the vefifel greatly, though we were flill going at a pro- 

 digious rate. 



About two o'clock the wind feemed to fail, but, half an 

 hour after, was more violent than ever. At three, it fell 

 calm. I then encouraged my pilot, who had been very at- 

 tentive, and, I believe, had pretty well got through the 

 whole lift of faints in his calendar, and I allured him that 

 he fhould receive ample reparation for the lofs of his main- 

 fail. We now faw diftinctly the white cliffs of the two 

 mountains above Old ColTeir, and on the 19th, a little before 

 fun-fet, we arrived fafely at the New. 



We, afterwards, heard how much more fortunate we had 

 been than fome of our fellow- failors that fame night ; three 

 of the velfels belonging to ColTeir, loaded with wheat for 

 Yambo, perifhed, with all on board of them, in the gale ; a- 

 mong thefe was the vefTel that firft had the Turks on board. 



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