Before ten last evening the wind having changed to our disadvantage, we find ourselves this morning but little advanced from _Marmora_; however by the benefit of turning to windward, we proceeded this day about the distance of ten leagues. Every other tack brought us near to the Thracian shore, and entertained us with a fair view of the most green and fertile campain I ever yet beheld. By the same means we enjoyed the opportunity of seeing the famous port and city of _Heracléa_, built behind a small eminence, which protends itself into the sea, and forms an haven on each side of the city. Not far from hence stands on the same shore the fair town of _Selymbria_; near which the night now overtakes us, and deprives us of that delicious prospect, which the whole day afforded us, of the feilds of Thrace. It was on this day, that captain Winter wanting his log line to be brought him from a chest in the great cabin, was not permitted by the _barút agá_ to send any person down for it, by reason of his _harém_ being there. At length he yeilded to let the captain’s son go, a child of about eight years of age. April vii. Early this morning I betake myself to the enjoyment of the same diverting prospect, whilst the ship, by the benefit of tacking, passes by _Grande_ and _Piccolo Ponte_; and so betwixt nine and ten of the clock comes to an anchor within a short league of the _Seven Towers_, a castle which forms the extreme point of _Constantinople_. Here we continued wind bound the remainder of this day, because the narrowness of the chanel, into which we were now to enter; and the force of the current, which runs very rapidly out of the Thracian _Bosphorus_; did not suffer us to advance against the violent north wind. April viii. This morning about nine a clock the wind, which changed nothing of its point, yet abated so much of its strength, that it permitted us to turn from the _Seven Towers_ along the bending walls of _Constantinople_, as far as the _Seraglio point_. But the violence of the current prohibiting us to make the harbour of _Galata_, the ship was again obliged to drop anchor, and wait till she could either make sail with a fair wind, or take the opportunity of a calm to be towed in by _hamáls_. We had not long cast anchor, when my esteemed freind, Mr. Matthias Goodfellow, was pleased to visit me on board the ship; and carrying me ashore in the boat, which brought him, first introduced me to his excellency, the Lord Paget, and then kindly allotted me a pleasant and convenient apartment in his house at _Galata_. April xiii.