We now commenced procuring a cargo for the Glide. Having got on board
about four hundred picul, and the beche de mer getting scarce, the
captain thought it better to shift our quarters to the island of
Angalore, where we were told by natives it was very plenty. So Capt.
Archer made an agreement with a Myambooa chief to go to Angalore and
have a house built before we went with the ship. The chief immediately
started in his canoe, accompanied by the chief mate with a plan of the
house. In a few days they got a house built one hundred feet long by
twenty wide. We then proceeded to Angalore, where we anchored about
three-quarters of a mile from the shore. Here the natives brought us
the beche de mer as fast as we could take care of it, which enabled us
to soon secure our cargo.
It was now the latter part of March, 1830. Having nearly finished our
cargo, and being out of hogs and none to be got in this neighborhood,
the captain told me I must get some hogs somewhere, so I made a bargain
with the chief of Bratter to go to his town, which was about sixty
miles from the ship, and get a supply, for which he was to have a keg
of powder. A canoe was prepared and I took with me a musket, powder
and shot and a few articles for small trade, and started. Soon after
leaving the ship the weather became squally and rainy, so we landed
at a neighboring village and put up for the night. Having much bad
weather, it took us six or seven days to get to the island of Ingaun.
From there I saw a ship lying at anchor at Ovalau, about three miles
distant. I immediately procured a small canoe and natives to work her,
and started for the ship, but before we arrived it grew dark and rainy,
so we landed on the shore at a small village, where I spent a sleepless
night, having very sore eyes and surrounded by innumerable mosquitoes.
In the morning, after eating a breakfast of boiled yams, I pulled off
for the ship, which I found to be the Clay, Capt. Mellitt, from Salem.
I informed him who I was, where I was from, and my business, and that
the Glide would be ready for sea on my return. He wished me to join
his ship, offering me the same wages, but I told him I could not agree
to it without the consent of Capt. Archer. After stopping an hour or
two and learning as much news as I could remember, he gave me letters
for the Glide and I took my leave. Among the letters I found several
for myself from home. I cannot describe my feelings on reading these
epistles from my sisters nor can they be imagined by anyone who has not
been in a similar situation. It was nearly six years since I had heard
a word from home.
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