ckled fish, and staves, and shingles, and lath-wood, and
hoops, and such like productions of the forest. At that time, however,
the country did not produce any large quantity of those articles for
exportation.

The owners directed us first to proceed to Bristol, where we were to
discharge our cargo, and to take on board another suited to the Morocco
markets. Our departure excited great interest in Halifax, where Walter
Stenning and his family were well-known; and his poor wife was one of
the last people to leave the brig before she sailed.

Once more, then, we were at sea. Several occurrences took place during
the voyage which would be worth narrating, had not I other subjects of
more interest to describe. People talk a great deal of the monotony of
this or that existence, and especially of a long sea voyage. For my
part, I have learned to believe that no day is altogether barren of
incident, if people would but learn to look inwardly as well as
outwardly. Something of interest is always taking place in nature, but
men must keep their senses awake to observe it; so some process is
always going forward in a man's moral being, but his conscience must be
alive to take note of it.

We reached Bristol in six weeks--not a bad passage in those days, when
navigation had not made the strides it since has. We brought the first
account of all the events I have described, and as the passengers and
most of the crew of the _Dolphin_ had belonged to Bristol, several
families of the place were plunged in deep grief, and a universal desire
prevailed to recover any of those who might have been carried into
captivity, and to ascertain further particulars of the tragedy. No
time, therefore, was lost in shipping a fresh cargo, and in furnishing
us with such supplies as might be required.

Our directions were to proceed first to the port of Alarache, where
resided a merchant who corresponded occasionally with our Bristol
consignees. From him we were to obtain an interpreter, and to proceed
to such other ports as might be judged advantageous according to the
information he might furnish. We had a fair run to Cape Spartel, the
north-western point of Africa. It then fell calm for a day or so.
After this we had very light and baffling winds, and we sighted more
than one suspicious-looking craft; but they did not, apparently, like
our appearance, and made sail away from us. At length we came off
Alarache. A bar runs across the mo