bust youth of sixteen. He
struggled violently, and was quite delirious. When the sail-maker was
sewing him up in his hammock he gave a convulsive sigh. I immediately
ordered the stitches to be cut, but it availed nothing. He was gone. Poor
fellow! I felt his loss.

In the fifth week I began to crawl about. The boatswain's wife was very
kind to me and brought me fresh fruit every day. The doctor, who although
a little hasty, was a clever and excellent character, paid me great
attention. The kindness and care I experienced, and the affectionate
letters I received from my mother, informing me of the happy marriage of
my only sister and of the appointment of my youngest brother in India, all
these possibly contributed to my recovery and cheered my spirits. Our
acting-captain, who was a good and active officer, was appointed to a
frigate. He was superseded by an elderly, farmer-looking man, who, we
understood, was what a black man considers a curiosity--a Welshman. When in
harbour we never saw him, and at sea very seldom. He left everything to
the first lieutenant. He appeared to have too much pride to ask an humble
mid to dine at his table, so that when he departed this life, which he did
four months after he joined us, of yellow fever, he died unregretted.
Having received a draft of men from the flagship, we were ordered to our
old station, Cape St. Nicholas mole, it being considered more healthy than
Jamaica, although the yellow fever was carried from thence to the other
islands in 1794 by the vessels captured at Port-au-Prince.

We arrived there three weeks afterwards, having captured on our passage a
French brig laden with coffee. We completed our water, and took on board a
Capuchin friar and two mulatto officers, for what purpose we never could
find except to give them a cruise. The friar, who was a quiet, fat, rather
good-looking man, messed in the cabin. The wicked mids said to "confess"
the captain.

One afternoon we anchored in a bay to the westward of Cape Francois. The
carpenter was directed to go on shore and cut some bamboos for boats'
yards. The pinnace was despatched with himself, a master's mate and nine
men. They landed and had cut about nine poles when they were fired on from
the bushes. They, not being armed--for the mulatto officers assured us
there was no danger--attempted to reach the boat, but before they could do
so the carpenter was killed and two men seriously wounded and taken
prisoners. The res