The city is all on the right side of the bay and our coal yard was on the left at a short wharf at which we landed.
A lot of armed soldiers were placed a short distance back on the high ground and no one was allowed to go beyond them.

We now had a port officer on board who had entire charge of the ship, and if anyone wanted to go to the city, across the bay two or three miles, he had to pay a dollar for a pass.

This pass business made the blue bloods terribly angry, and they swore long and loud, and the longer they talked the madder they got, and more bitter in their feelings, so that they were ready to fight (not with sugar-bowls this time.) The weather here was very warm and the heat powerful, and as these fellows saw there was only one course to be pursued if they wanted to get on shore, they slowly took passes good for all day and paid their dollar for them, and also another dollar each to the canoe men to take them to the city.

Myself and companion also took passes and went over.
Arriving at the city we walked a short distance and came to the plaza, which is not a very large one.

Here was a single grave nicely fenced in, and across the plaza were some large two-story houses in front of which was stationed a squad of cavalry standing as motionless as if every man of them was a marble statue.