CHAPTER VII.
Transactions of the Colony in June, July, and August, 1790.
At length the clouds of misfortune began to separate, and on the evening of the 3rd of June, the joyful cry of "the flag's up" resounded in every direction.
I was sitting in my hut, musing on our fate, when a confused clamour in the street drew my attention.

I opened my door, and saw several women with children in their arms running to and fro with distracted looks, congratulating each other, and kissing their infants with the most passionate and extravagant marks of fondness.

I needed no more; but instantly started out, and ran to a hill, where, by the assistance of a pocket glass, my hopes were realized.

My next door neighbour, a brother-officer, was with me, but we could not speak.

We wrung each other by the hand, with eyes and hearts overflowing.
Finding that the governor intended to go immediately in his boat down the harbour, I begged to be of his party.
As we proceeded, the object of our hopes soon appeared: a large ship, with English colours flying, working in, between the heads which form the entrance of the harbour.