When Captain Horn found that the bark out there, the Mary Bartlett, would sail in a week for Acapulco, Mexico, he induced the agents of the company owning her to allow her to stop to take off the shipwrecked party and carry them to that port, from which they could easily get to the United States." "But why, in the name of common sense," almost screamed Mrs.Cliff, "didn't he come himself?
Why should he stay behind, and send a ship to take us off ?" "That, madam," said the mate, "I do not know.

I have met Captain Horn before, for he is well known on this coast, and I know he is a man who understands how to attend to his own business, and, therefore, I suppose he has good reasons for what he has done--which reasons, no doubt, he has mentioned in his letter to his wife.

All I can tell you is that, after he had had a good deal of trouble with the agents, we were at last ordered to touch here.

He could not give us the exact latitude and longitude of this spot, but as his boat kept on a straight westward course after he left here, he got a good idea of the latitude from the Mexican brig which he boarded three days afterwards.

Then he gave us a plan of the coast, which helped us very much, and soon after we got within sight of land, our lookout spied that signal you put up.