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er, I permitted him to take the lead, and we followed him up the long and narrow channel, having sometimes scarcely a foot of water to spare under our keel.
After we had passed inside of Bram's Point, the tide being out, both ships anchored to wait for the returning flood.
I took advantage of the opportunity, and sent a lieutenant to visit the French ship.
The Vulture, for such was her name, was one of the old-fashioned, side-wheel steamers, mounting only carronades, and was last from Martinique, with convicts on board, for Cayenne.
Running short of coal, she was putting into Paramaribo, for a supply.
Getting under way again, soon after mid-day, we continued our course up the river.
We were much reminded, by the scenery of the Surinam, of that of some of our Southern rivers—the Mississippi, for instance, after the voyager from the Gulf has left the marshes behind him, and is approaching New Orleans.
The bottom lands, near the river, are cleared, and occupied by sugar, and othe
designing, after a short cruise among them, to run into the French island of Martinique, and coal.
We still kept along on the beaten track of homeward-bound ships, sed and hove to a French brig, called La Mouche Noire, from Nantes, bound for Martinique.
She had been out forty-two days, had no newspapers on board, and had no new brigantine, called Le Pauvre Orphelin, from St. Pierre (in France) bound for Martinique.
We had scarcely turned away from the Orphelin, before a third sail was annoral ships — the English schooner Weymouth, from Weymouth, in Nova Scotia, for Martinique; an English barque, which we refrained from boarding, as there was no mistakiump top-gallant masts; and a French brig, called the Fleur de Bois, last from Martinique, and bound for Bordeaux.
In the afternoon of the same day, we made the islantine, from Demerara, for Yarmouth, we got up steam, and ran for the island of Martinique approaching the town of St. Pierre near enough, by eight P. M., to hear the e
Many rumors were now afloat as to the prospective presence, at Martinique, of the enemy's ships of war. It was known that the enemy's steamseas.
One of these steamers, bound to St. Thomas, had touched at Martinique, soon after the Sumter's arrival there, and, as a matter of cours up, high above the Sumter, the mountains of the French island of Martinique.
Nations, like individuals, sometimes know whom to kick—though trday, in which you communicate to me the views of the Governor of Martinique, relative to the protection of my right of asylum, in the waters rotested against the unfriendly ground assumed by the Governor of Martinique, that it does not enter into his intentions, to exercise toward ts farther, on my present course, and then stopped.
The island of Martinique is mountainous, and near the south end of the town, where I now woften as heads were called for.
The day after our escape from Martinique was Sunday, and we made it, emphatically, a day of rest—even the