Folsom, as quartermaster, had a sort of scow with a large sail, with which to discharge the cargoes of ships, that could not come within a mile of the shore.

It took nearly the whole day to get the old scow up to the only wharf there, and then the water was so shallow that the scow, with its load of horses, would not float at the first high tide, but by infinite labor on the next tide she was got off and safely crossed over to Saucelito.
We followed in a more comfortable schooner.

Having safely landed our horses and mules, we picked up and rode to San Rafael Mission, stopping with Don Timoteo Murphy.

The next day's journey took us to Bodega, where lived a man named Stephen Smith, who had the only steam saw-mill in California.

He had a Peruvian wife, and employed a number of absolutely naked Indians in making adobes.