Banked fires, and put the ship under sail, with a light at the peak, and the prize in company.
_Monday, October 28th_ .-- Fine clear weather, with a moderate sea and a light breeze.

Called the prize within hail; hoisted out the long-boat and sent her alongside and commenced receiving provisions.

I felt truly thankful to a kind Providence for this windfall, for we were running short of provisions--beef bad, and weevily bread.

And here were more than we needed, and of the best.

Pork, beef, hams, flour, bread, crackers (biscuits), &c.; this was truly a Yankee cargo, there being a large number of pigs, sheep, and geese on board.