sea, he said, and had come on board, to learn whether I would capture him. I told him to make himself easy, that I should not molest him, and referred him to the act of the Confederate Congress, declaring that aa state of war existed, to show him that, as yet, we regarded Maryland as a friend.
He went away rejoicing, and sailed the next day.
We had, as usual, some little refitting of the ship to do. Off Puerto Cabello, we had carried away our main yard, by coming in contact with the Abby Bradford, and the first lieutenant having ordered another on our arrival, it was now towed off, and gotten on board, fitted, and sent aloft.
Sunday, August 4th.—Morning calm and clear.
The chimes of the church-bells fall pleasantly and suggestively on the ear. An American schooner came in from some point, up the bay, and anchored well in shore, some distance from us, as though distrustful of our good faith, and of our respect for British neutrality.
Being all ready for sea, at half-past 10 A