100 Fred Wilbur Powell

a Spanish gentleman comnig on deck, cried out, 'Land ! land !'

Our frail bark was fast nearing the rocky shore, which was

not more than 50 or 75 rods distant. Fortunately, the fog,

which had envetoped it, was now rising. The helmsman had

just time to wear ship, and save being dashed upon the rocks.

A similar occurrence happened on the loth. In the evening,

returning from a trip to or near the bay of Campeche, while

the captain was in one of his stupefactions, we heard the

breakers roar and could see their foaming crests. They were

close by on the lee bow. The mate wears about and goes to

sea. The captain, who was in his berth, being informed, raised

himself partly up and said, 'I can't help it.'

"On the 11th [of May] the schooner entered the bay of

Vera Cruz, and anchored under the guns of Fort St. Juan dc

Ulloa. I now left the captain, but he was not quite ready to

leave me, nor to leave the object of wasting my property. "11

II Settlement of Oregon, 27-31; ColontMation of Oregon, 23-6.