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ter of a mile distant from the shore. The people on 
board appeared to be busily engaged in clearing 
their cables which were foul, and did not observe me 
at all. I tied up my horse, therefore, to a bush, and 
waited for Wylie, who was not long in coming after 
me, having driven the poor horses at a pace they had 
not been accustomed to for many a long day. I now 
made a smoke on the rock where I was, and hailed 
the vessel, upon which a boat instantly put off, and 
in a few moments I had the inexpressible pleasure 
of being again among civilized beings, and of 
shaking hands with a fellow-countryman in the 
person of Captain Rossiter, commanding the French 
Whaler “ Mississippi.” 
Our story was soon told, and we were received 
with the greatest kindness and hospitality by the 
captain. 
