oaching. "Is that what you fear?" he replied, and going below he
produced just such a wooden spoon and did what you have seen me do, and
I tell you, my captain, as I would if the "Company Sahib" stood before
me, that the storm was nothing, and that we had a dead calm one hour
afterwards and were saved. God is great and Mahomet is his prophet!--but
there is no charm like the Johore one for killing the wind!

FOOTNOTES:

[16] From _The Indian Antiquary_, Vol. 49.

THE TERRIBLE LADRONES[17]

RICHARD GLASSPOOLE

On the 17th of September, 1809, the Honorable Company's ship _Marquis of
Ely_ anchored under the Island of _Sam Chow_, in China, about twelve
English miles from Macao, where I was ordered to proceed in one of our
cutters to procure a pilot, and also to land the purser with the packet.
I left the ship at 5 P.M. with seven men under my command, well armed.
It blew a fresh gale from the N. E. We arrived at Macao at 9 P.M., where
I delivered the packet to Mr. Roberts, and sent the men with the boat's
sails to sleep under the Company's Factory, and left the boat in charge
of one of the Compradore's men; during the night the gale increased. At
half-past three in the morning I went to the beach, and found the boat
on shore half-filled with water, in consequence of the man having left
her. I called the people, and baled her out; found she was considerably
damaged, and very leaky. At half-past 5 A.M., the ebb-tide making, we
left Macao with vegetables for the ship.

One of the Compradore's men who spoke English went with us for the
purpose of piloting the ship to Lintin, as the Mandarines, in
consequence of a late disturbance at Macao, would not grant permission
for regular pilots. I had every reason to expect the ship in the roads,
as she was preparing to get under weigh when we left her; but on our
rounding Cabaretta-Point, we saw her five or six miles to leeward, under
weigh, standing on the starboard tack: it was then blowing fresh at N.
E. Bore up, and stood towards her; when about a cable's length to
windward of her, she tacked; we hauled our wind and stood after her. A
hard squall then coming on, with a strong tide and heavy swell against
us, we drifted fast to leeward, and the weather being hazy, we soon lost
sight of the ship. Struck our masts, and endeavored to pull; finding our
efforts useless, set a reefed foresail and mizzen, and stood towards a
country-ship at anchor under the land to leeward of