watching, and the night was far spent without any tidings of him.  About midnight he saw several large canoes making their way over to the west bank of the river, in one of which he imagined that he could distinguish his brother.  He observed them soon after landing, and saw by the fires which they made, that they had encamped under some mangrove trees.  All his fears and apprehensions vanished in an instant, and he was overjoyed with the thoughts of meeting his brother in the morning.

The captain of the brig having observed them, suddenly exclaimed, “Now we shall have a little fighting to-morrow, go you and load seventeen muskets, and put five buck shot into each.  I will take care that the cannon shall be loaded to the muzzle with balls and flints, and if there is any row, I will give them such a scouring as they never had.”  He then directed Lander to place the muskets and cutlasses out of sight, near the stern of the vessel, and said to him, “The instant that your people come on board, call them aft, and let them stand by the arms.  Tell them, if there is any row to arm themselves directly, and drive all the Brass people overboard.”  This was summary work with a vengeance, and every thing betokened that Lake was in earnest.  Lander saw clearly that he was resolved on adopting severe measures, and he appeared to possess all the determination necessary to carry them through.

Lander could not help feeling otherwise than distressed and ashamed of leaving the Brass people in this manner, but he had no alternative, there was no one to whom he could apply for assistance in his present situation, except the captain of the vessel, and to him he had applied in vain.  His entreaties were thrown away on him, and even the certainty of an ample recompense by the British government, which had been held out to him, had been treated with contempt.  He, therefore, had no hopes from that quarter.  Boy had refused to take them to Bonny, asserting that if he could not be paid here, he should not be paid there, and to go back to Brass Town would be deliberately returning to starvation.  His last resource, therefore, was to put the best face on the business which he could, and as no other plan was left him, to get away by fair means or foul, and let the blame fall where it was incurred.

Early on the following morning, Lander was on the look out for his brother, and soon observed him and the people get into the canoe.  They were no sooner embarked than they all landed again, which could be accounted for in no other way, than by supposing that it was the intention of Boy to keep them on shore, until he had received the goods.  He was, however, not long in this state of anxiety, for about seven o’clock, they embarked and were brought on board.

The following is the account which John Lander gave, of the events which fell under his notice at Brass Town, and his proceedings during the time that he was separated from his brother.