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sions of another night on board, when another squall 

 came on, not so violent, but blowing directly from the 

 harbour. Tremendous rain accompanied it. We made 

 two or three tacks under a close-reefed foresail ; the 

 old bungo seemed to fly through the water ; and, when 

 under full way, the anchor, or, to speak more correctly, 

 stone, was thrown out at some distance below the ship- 

 ping, and brought us up all standing. There were 

 breakers between us and the shore, and we hallooed to 

 some men to come and take us off, but they answered 

 that the breakers were too rough. The rain came on 

 again, and for half an hour we stowed ourselves away 

 under hatches. 



As soon as it cleared off we were on deck, and in a 

 little time we saw a fine jolly-boat, with a cockswain 

 and four men, coasting along the shore against a rapid 

 current, the men at times jumping into the water, and 

 hauling by ropes fixed for the purpose. We hailed 

 them in English, and the cockswain answered in the 

 same language that it was too rough, but after a con- 

 sultation with the sailors they pulled toward us, and 

 took Mr. Catherwood and me on board. The cock- 

 swain was the mate of a French ship, and spoke Eng- 

 lish. His ship was to sail the next day, and he was go- 

 ing to take in some large turtles which lay on the beach 

 waiting for him. As soon as we struck we mounted the 

 shoulders of two square-built French sailors, and were 

 set down on shore, and perhaps in our whole tour we 

 were never so happy as at that moment in being rid 

 of the bungo. 



The town extended along the bank of the lake. We 

 walked the whole length of it, saw numerous and well- 

 filled stores, cafes, and even barbers' shops, and at the 

 exereme end reached the American consul's. Two 



