No fight Pidgin yet. Great appearance of peace being concluded. Kellett, of surveying vessel _Starling_, to breakfast. Shifted junk higher up the river; James Fitzjames and Skipwith to dinner. [Sidenote: Aug. 14.] Every appearance of peace being made. Proper day to make it on--quite a day of rest. _Tête-à-tête_ dinner with Armytage. [Sidenote: Aug. 15.] Too much rain. Visited Admiral, peacefully inclined. [Sidenote: Aug. 16.] Up early and looted some plank from villages up the river, about two miles in extent, built entirely on rafts, which were probably built for the conveyance of soldiers. [Sidenote: Aug. 17] Bullock junk up from _Dido_. Bad accounts of the sick. Young Robinson dead. Forty-eight on sick-list. Poor fellows! Captain Bouchier, Grey, and self examined and passed Hickley; smart young fellow. [Sidenote: Aug. 19.] Dined with Admiral, who kindly invited me to remain to meet the Mandarins who were to come the following day. Sent for my cot. [Sidenote: Aug. 20.] A large assemblage of chiefs. Contrast between Mandarins and our chiefs. Was thanked by General and Admiral for the effectual way in which, some miles ahead of the fleet, reinforcements for Nanking garrison had been prevented crossing the river from the north side. [Sidenote: Yang-tse-Kiang.] While in the river was laid up for some days with a sharp attack of malarial fever. [Sidenote: Aug. 29.] Peace proclaimed. [Sidenote: Aug. 31.] Ratification of the treaty approved by the Emperor himself. Glad of the chance of getting out of this river; the water is low and beginning to smell. [Sidenote: Sept. 3.] Lieutenant Horton from _Endymion_ joined, having exchanged with Eden. [Sidenote: Sept. 6.] Sent invalids for survey, to fleet in junk. In a heavy squall hospital junk parted cables, and is now well in the rushes. [Sidenote: Sept. 7.] No return of fever. _Medusa_, steamer, coming down with invalids to go home by _Calliope_. [Sidenote: Sept. 8.] Sick-list heavy; but few men fit for duty. Like new First Lieutenant much. _Harlequin_ coming up. My poor steward very ill; ditto cook. Rice in a cot in my cabin; much better to-day though. Went on board _Cornwallis_; put up with Admiral. Rain all day. Did plenty of ship’s business. [Sidenote: Sept. 12.] Up early, and went to breakfast with my old friend and chum, Watson. _Dido_ has eighty on sick-list, but improving. [Sidenote: Sept. 14.] _Childers_ arrived to relieve us. Received on board invalids for _Calliope_. Got under way, and anchored near _Endymion_. [Sidenote: Sept. 15.] In working down with a fresh breeze on port tack, an eddy tide caught my _Dido_ on the weather bow, stronger than the effect of the lee helm, and the figure-head was well in a pâdi-field before the backed sails could have effect.