Monday, April 20th.—­A dull, heavy, rainy day—­the rain coming down at intervals in torrents, as it is wont to do in these regions.  Still laying at our anchors, waiting for the Agrippina.  She should be out thirty-five days, to-day, from Cardiff.  In the afternoon the rain ceased, except an occasional light sprinkle, but the dull canopy of clouds did not break, and we had a strong breeze from the S.E. for four or five hours, indicating the approach of the trades to this latitude.

Tuesday, April 21st.—­Morning clear, wind light from S.E.  The Island after the rain is blooming in freshness and verdure, and as my eye roams over its green slopes I long for repose and the quiet of peace in my own land:  I do not think it can be far off.  Fresh “trade” in the afternoon.  Towards night the Brazilian steamer sailed with a load of our prisoners.

Wednesday, April 22nd.—­Cloudy, with squalls for rain.  At 9.30 got under way under steam, and stood to the eastward.  Cut away four whale-boats that the islanders might have a scramble for them.  They soon started in chase!  Steamed due east, about forty-five miles, let the steam go down, and put the ship under sail.  No sail seen.

CHAPTER XXVIII.

A curious prize—­The Nye—­The Dorcas Prince—­An anniversary—­The Union Jack and-the Sea Lark—­In the harbour of Bahia—­Explanations—­Unexpected meeting—­The Georgia—­A little holiday—­Diplomacy—­More neutrality—­Home-sick.

A curious prize was the next that fell into the clutches of the all-devouring Alabama.  A whaling barque, the Nye, of New Bedford, eleven months out, without having once put into port!  Three whole months before the launching of the Alabama, had that patient little vessel been ploughing the seas, gathering, as it turned out, only additional fuel for her own funeral pyre.  A weary voyage to have so sad a termination!

Among her crew, transferred as prisoners to her captor, was a Lieutenant of Marines from the Quaker State, serving on board the whaler in the capacity of steward!

Next came the Dorcas Prince, of and from New York, for Shanghai.  Cargo chiefly coal, probably intended for United States ships of war in the East Indies—­a supposition that undoubtedly gave additional zest to the bonfire, which—­no claim to neutrality being found among her papers—­in due course followed on her capture.

Saturday, May 2nd.—­An anniversary with me—­writes Captain Semmes—­my marriage-day.  Alas! this is the third anniversary since I was separated from my family by this Yankee war!  And the destruction of fifty of their ships has been but a small revenge for this great privation.

On that day two more were added to the long list, and the barque Union Jack, of Boston, and ship Sea Lark, of New York, shared the fate of their fifty predecessors.  The former of these two vessels added three women and two infants to the already far too numerous colony of the weaker sex, by which the Alabama was now encumbered.