Everything now wore a more favourable aspect.  The Malays had retired behind a little island (called Palo Chalacca, or Misfortune’s Isle), about two miles distant; and although they were expected to return speedily with a reinforcement, the crew of the Alceste were better prepared for them.  The gunner had been actively employed in forming musket cartridges; and, by melting down some pewter basons and jugs, with a small quantity of lead obtained from the wreck, balls had been cast, in clay moulds, which not a little increased their confidence and feeling of security.

Under the able command of Captain Maxwell, the greatest regularity and order prevailed amongst the people.  Every man appeared happy and contented with his lot; for each man, from the highest to the lowest, encouraged his neighbour by his own good conduct, whilst he in turn received encouragement from the example of those above him.  The provisions were served out with the strictest impartiality.  ’The mode adopted by Captain Maxwell,’ (writes Mr. M’Leod,) ’to make things go as far as possible, was to chop up the allowance for the day into small pieces, whether fowls, salt beef, pork, or flour, mixing the whole hotch-potch, boiling them together, and serving out a measure to each publicly and openly, and without any distinction.  By these means no nourishment was lost:  it could be more equally divided than by any other way; and although necessarily a scanty, it was by no means an unsavoury mess.’

Early on Wednesday morning, Lieutenant Hay, who had charge of the boats, observed two pirate proahs nearing the island, as if to reconnoitre; he immediately made a dash at them, with the barge, cutter, and gig.  The barge closed with the Malays first, and a desperate conflict ensued.  There was only one musket in the boat, which Mr. Hay used to some purpose, for he killed two of the savages with his own hand.  In the meantime, the other two boats had come up to the assistance of their comrades.  One more pirate was shot dead, and another knocked down with the butt-end of a musket; yet the rest continued to fight with savage ferocity, until, seeing that resistance was fruitless, they jumped into the sea and drowned themselves, choosing to perish rather than yield.  During the engagement, an officer who was on the beach, observed a canoe, which had been cut away from one of the proahs, drifting not many yards from the spot where he stood; and as he thought the prize worth securing, he entered the water, and swam towards it.  He had nearly attained his object, when those who watched him from the shore perceived an enormous shark hovering about.  They were almost petrified with horror; anxious to make their friend aware of his danger, yet not daring to call out to warn him, lest a sudden perception of the perils of his situation, and of the proximity of his formidable enemy, should unnerve him, and thus deprive him of the slight chance of escape that remained.  Breathless and silent then they stood, and marked