So this business, which has troubled us a couple of days, is at an end.

This evening, just before dark, a Spanish steam-frigate came down from the Navy Yard, and anchored near us.
_Monday, January 6th._--Last night I was aroused at 2.30 A.M., by a boat from the shore, with a note from the military governor, requesting me to delay proceeding to sea, that the _benevolent_ intentions of her Majesty's Government in regard to me might be carried out.

The "muddy heads" on shore had received a despatch from Madrid, in reply to my letter to them.

Weather clear and bracing.

Wind from the North.
Thermometer at noon 59.deg.The steam-frigate disappeared somehow during the night.