Evidently his barque was on the sea.
Rounding the shoal we moved toward the fort, the Russian corvette greeting us with "Hail Columbia" out of compliment to our nationality.
We carried the American flag at the quarter and the Russian naval ensign at the fore as a courtesy to the ship that awaited us.

As we cast anchor just outside the little inner harbor, the Russian band continued playing Hail Columbia, but our engineer played the mischief with the music by letting off steam.

As soon as we were at rest a boat from the corvette touched our side, and a subordinate officer announced that his captain would speedily visit us.

Very soon came the Captain of The Port or Collector of Customs, and after him the American merchants residing in the town.

Our gangway which we closed at San Francisco was now opened, and we once more communicated with the world.
Petropavlovsk (Port of Saints Peter and Paul) is situated in lat.