found in! I did all that anybody could do, but had to heave to with sail up, and finally was compelled to put out the drogue at 3 p.m., and remained all night. Saw two ships, close-reefed, bound to S.W. This is the worst we ever did see. Here we are in the middle of Rennel's Current, with a N.W. gale a-howling actually between life and death, and so near across too! More rain. The water was blown into smoke with the wind. Had to throw some oil this time for our lives, and no mistake! It is no wonder that the little "John T. Ford," of Baltimore, was lost in this vicinity by her ballast shifting. But few boats could live here under these circumstances, and the "Nautilus" has her hands full.

"Yet rock'd in the cradle of the deep,

In the 'Nautilus' I lay me down to sleep."

Saturday, July 27th.-Wind N.W. Rain

and mist clouds. It moderates.

We must

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get away from here if we have any regard for our lives. If we have not, this is a grand place to perish, and but One to know it! Ginger tea, hard bread, and the last of our salt beef do the work. Get under way at 9 a.m. After running twenty miles we spoke the French barque "St. Pierre," of Bordeaux (Captain Servet), from Monte Video, South America, for Falmouth, England. Saw two more sails bound E. and W. Captain Servet wanted to take us on board, boat and all, thinking that we were a French boat blown off from shore. Was pleased and surprised to find out that we were going to Paris. Latitude by observation 49.02 N.; longitude 8.20 W. Water quite sloppy now; forty-four days from home. Breezes up, and we lay our course for the Scilly Isles. Course E. by S.

Sunday, July 28th.-Wind comes around to S.E., which makes a bad, choppy sea,

causing the "Nautilus" to pound awfully and quiver in every part of her, and a furious wind compels us to drift towards St. George's Channel. Hove to for an hour or At 3 p.m. got under way, and stood

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back into the English Channel. Could smell the new-mown hay, and knew by the great quantity of rock-weed, and the colour of the water, also the ground swell that was on, that we were in the vicinity of Old England. The mist lifting in the N.E. and S.W., we saw Bishop's Rock Lighthouse at 8 p.m., which makes us forty-five days from Thatcher's Island Lighthouse-the fastest time for any small sailing-boat. Hurrah for the "Nautilus"! We left Thatcher's Island, Cape Ann, at 9.30 p.m., June 12th, and made Bishop's Rock at 8 p.m., July 28th, just one hour and a half less than forty-five days. Monday, July 29th.-Wind all round the compass. It moderates. Spoke Italian brig

"Giulietta" (Julietta), Captain Antonio Walinza, from Monte Video to Falmouth, England, latitude 47.19 N., longitude 6.25 W. Went alongside, and he gave us a drink of brandy and a bottle of wine. Wind to the eastward, and we make the Scillys again; go within a mile of some of the group. Spoke pilot boat "Gem," of the Scillys, a Channel groper; they wanted a job, but we declined. More fog and rain as usual. The Italian brig took a pilot and went to the N.W. of Scilly; we try to make the "Lizard" on the S.E. side. A very strong current is trying to carry us towards the islands, but with a fresh breeze from the north we object.

Tuesday, July 30th.-Make Runnelstone Head at daylight; wind N.E.

so near and yet so far."

"Norman," of Falmouth.

"Thou art

Spoke pilot-boat

Wind died out,

and we drifted out of sight of land. Air murky. Spoke two more pilot-boats. Make