CHARLES WATERTON, ESQ. 



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on our return to Mibiri, just at the mouth of Wara- 

 tilla creek, we saw the general, and Captains Eyre 

 and Dawson, "and Commissary Pittman (three of 

 the best fellows alive), coming up in a tent-boat. 

 I immediately directed my friend to lie flat down 

 in the canoe ; and then, like robin redbreast of old, 

 I covered this great babe of the wood with leaves. 

 Having saluted the governor and his company, I 

 ordered the negroes to keep abreast of his boat, in 

 order that we might converse as we went along. 

 Here I had a fine opportunity of pumping him with 

 regard to my friend in the bottom of the canoe. I 



asked him if he had seen Captain lately. 



He said, not very lately ; and he feared that the 

 captain was sick. I then added, that he was ex- 

 pected at Mr. Edmonstone's ; and the general imme- 

 diately rejoined, that it would give them all exceeding 

 great pleasure to see him, as he was such an excellent 

 fellow. By this I knew that all was right. We 

 accompanied the general's boat up to Mr. Edmon- 

 stone's ; my friend lying quite still under the troelies, 

 and hearing every word of our conversation. About 

 a couple of hours after our arrival, I left the house 

 for a while, and then returned with my friend, who 

 in the mean time had gone into an out-building. 

 The general shook him cordially by the hand, and 

 asked him when he had left town. He answered 

 that he had been to see an acquaintance in the creek, 

 and had come thus far to pass a day or two with 

 Mr. Edmonstone. Having now proof positive that 

 his plan of self- expatriation was quite unknown to 

 the general, he determined to return to Stabroek, 



