alarmed with the danger in which we had been,
to like to continue our voyage in her, and as we thought that we could
now go alongside with safety, we hailed again, and asked permission.
After some parleying, they threw us a rope, which we made fast to the
boat, and lowered our sail, keeping off on a broad sheer, as there
still was a great deal of sea. They then entered into conversation
with us. I told them all that had happened, and inquired where the
brig was bound to.

They replied, to James Town, Virginia. I asked them if they could give
us a passage there, as we were afraid to proceed in our boat; or if
not, would they see us safe into New Providence.

The captain then came forward. He was a very dark man, dark as a
mulatto, with keen small eyes, and a hooked nose. I never beheld a
more deformed and repulsive countenance.

He said, that he could not go to New Providence, as it was out of his
way, and that we might easily get there ourselves if we thought
proper.

I replied, that the boat was not sufficiently large and seaworthy, and
that we had already nearly gone down, and if another gale should come
on, we certainly should founder, and again requested that he would
take us on board.

"Have you any money to pay for your passage?" inquired he.

"Why," said I, "common charity and the feelings of a seaman towards
sailors in distress should be sufficient to induce you to take us on
board, and not leave us to perish; but if you require money," I
replied, "we have more than sufficient to satisfy you."

"How much?" screamed out a lad of about fourteen, who was the very
image of the captain in miniature.

I did not reply to this question, and the captain then said, "What do
you propose to do with the boat?"

"Let her go adrift, to be sure," replied I.

"What have you got on board of her?" said he.

I enumerated, as well as I could recollect, the provisions and stores
that we had.

"Well," replied he, "I will wait till it is a little smoother, and
then we will clear the boat and take you on board."

He then left the gangway, where he had been standing, and we continued
to be towed by the brig.

"I do not like that fellow," said I to the Portuguese captain; "he
appears, or pretends, to take us for pirates, but he is more like a
pirate himself."

"He looks like the devil himself," replied the captain, "and to ask
people in our condition to pay for their passage! He is a monster!
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