at the mouth of which Macao lies, eleven European ships,
of which four were English. Our pilot carried
us between the islands of Bamboo and Cabouce, but
the winds hanging in the northern board, and the tides
often setting strongly against us, we were obliged
to come frequently to an anchor, so that we did not
get through between the two islands till the 12th
of November, at two in the morning. In passing
through, our depth of water was from twelve to fourteen
fathom; and as we still steered on N.W. 1/2 W. between
a number of other islands, our soundings underwent
little or no variation till towards the evening, when
they increased to seventeen fathom; in which depth
(the wind dying away) we anchored not far from the
island of Lantoon, which is the largest of all this
range of islands. At seven in the morning we
weighed again, and steering W.S.W. and S.W. by W.,
we at ten o’clock happily anchored in Macao road,
in five fathom water, the city of Macao bearing W.
by N., three leagues distant; the peak of Lantoon
E. by N., and the grand Ladrone S. by E. each of them
about five leagues distant. Thus, after a fatiguing
cruise of above two years continuance, we once more
arrived in an amicable port, in a civilized country;
where the conveniences of life were in great plenty;
where the naval stores, which we now extremely wanted,
could be in some degree procured; where we expected
the inexpressible satisfaction of receiving letters
from our relations and friends; and where our countrymen,
who were lately arrived from England, would be capable
of answering the numerous enquiries we were prepared
to make, both about public and private occurrences,
and to relate to us many particulars, which, whether
of importance or not, would be listened to by us with
the utmost attention, after the long suspension of
our correspondence with our country, to which the nature
of our undertaking had hitherto subjected us.
SECTION XXIX.
Proceedings at Macao.
The city of Macao, in the road of which we came to
an anchor on the 12th of November, is a Portuguese
settlement, situated in an island at the mouth of
the river of Canton. It was formerly a very rich
and populous city, and capable of defending itself
against the power of the adjacent Chinese governors:
But at present it is much fallen from its ancient
splendour, for though it is inhabited by Portuguese,
and has a governor nominated by the king of Portugal,
yet it subsists merely by the sufferance of the Chinese,
who can starve the place, and dispossess the Portuguese
whenever they please: This obliges the governor
of Macao to behave with great circumspection, and carefully
to avoid every circumstance that may give offence to
the Chinese.[7] The river of Canton, at the mouth
of which this city lies, is the only Chinese port,
frequented by European ships; and this river is indeed
a more commodious harbour, on many accounts, than Macao: