CHARLES WATERTON, ESQ. x\v 



During that long interval, not a Waterton could be 

 found vicious enough to regain his lost birthright at 

 the incalculable sacrifice of conscience. It had been 

 the object of those in power to tempt us to deviate 

 into their new road, which they said would lead to 

 heaven, but we were quite satisfied with the old 

 beaten path; so that the threats, and the allure- 

 ments, and the cruel enactments of our would-be 

 seducers were of no avail ; saving that we were 

 brought down from our once high estate, and ren- 

 dered very small (and are yet very small) in the 

 eyes of our fellow-subjects. But every dog has his 

 day : To-day for thee, to-morrow for me, as Sancho 

 Panza says. And now to Barbadoes. 



During our passage, I observed that the sailors 

 were far too often at the pump, which forced up 

 clear sea-water from the vessel's hold ; so, without 

 making any remarks on what I had witnessed, I 

 took care to put DanieFs life-preserver under my 

 pillow, in case of need; I had bought it at Ports- 

 mouth, on the recommendation of a Captain Baker. 

 The schooner went down at anchor, on the night of 

 the day that we reached Barbadoes. 



The Admiral had unfortunately sailed for the 

 Saintes ; but, as he was expected to return imme- 

 diately, it was judged best to await his arrival in 

 Carlisle Bay. 



Some time before this. Captain Rogers, of the 

 Windsor Castle packet, had had his celebrated en- 

 gagement with the Jeune Adele French privateer, 

 from Martinique. Her captain had fallen in the 

 contest ; and her lieutenant, Monsieur Flagelle, was 



