A TORNADO. 
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of lava, which had descended from the mountain to 
the sea, countless ages ago. The soil of decomposed 
basalt, &c., was exceedingly rich, but only very par- 
tially cultivated. We saw some “gentlemen’s houses,” 
as Nako called them. All were dirty and wretched, 
without even the most remote pretensions to comfort 
or neatness. A small fetiche house for some departed 
hero showed a slight attempt at ornament. 
We had some heavy rains here, which we under- 
stood to be frequent, and the breezes were very cool. 
Although a lee shore to the prevalent winds, they are 
never strong, and the mountain was supposed to be a 
shelter from the force of the tornado in its usual 
direction. However, in the night a very heavy one 
came on, not from the mountain, but along shore 
from the north, bringing the dangerous rocky point 
Mokali under our lee, with a heavy surf breaking 
on it. Another anchor was immediately dropped, 
and the steam got up ; hut the squall soon passed off, 
although the first gust was very severe. There was 
very vivid lightning, but no thunder. Thus the 
mountain, instead of being a shelter, mwely gives a 
different direction, to the tornado, which is generally 
from the north-east. This is therefore an unantici- 
pated danger on this coast, which has otherwise a 
constant “ saucy sea.” 
May Vlih . — We got under weigh at daylight, and 
ran back to our favourite Bay of Amhoises. The 
point nearest to Mokali to the south-east, is called 
