The vessel in which this person came was one of the regularly built prahus, or prau, (not a canoe,) but furnished with outriggers, and stages for those working the oars. She carried banners, and assumed some little state. Her stem was precisely in the Spanish, Portuguese, and Italian style-rising high, with a nob. We had some difficulty, at first, in dealing with this person, who was either unwilling to trade, or waiting for a present. We succeeded in obtaining several very handsome lories alive, and a few birds of paradise, mats, &c. He did not consider the fine season as set in until next moon. His "fine season” probably reckoned by the number of whale-ships and visitors who take this route in the S.W. monsoon.

A fine breeze led us up to the island of Pulo Popa, which we cleared after a short tack. The Full and Change, hitherto, has been attended with rain and unsettled weather at this season, which the last twenty-four hours has fully corroborated.

On the morning of the 28th August, as the rain cleared off, we found ourselves close off the coast of Ceram. Nothing could surpass the beauty of the scenery, and now, for the first time for many months, we beheld clear spots of park land, studded with a moderate proportion of trees. Of late nothing but the sombre sameness of dingy forest had met the eye, and gradation of shade, betwixt hill and ravine, afforded the only variation in the landscape. Here we had not only the varied yellow, brown, or green, of the clear lands or meadows, but every other forest tint; above

which beetling peaks, with their white weather-worn lines, occasionally peeped through the misty clouds, which but a few hours since had entirely eclipsed them, and shortly floated over their summits, merely to add fresh spirit to the scenery by their shadows. There is something more than ordinarily interesting in the rapid changes of scenery which the seaman witnesses; point after point opening and displaying bays, harbours, huts, natives, &c.

We had now, however, arrived within the range of civilization, and the sight of a vessel was an occurrence too ordinary to cause any of the natives to visit us in their canoes. Having reached within two miles of the beach, we took the fresh trade, or probably sea-breeze, which by sunset carried us well clear of the Island of Ceram, (pronounced Cēē-răm.)

As it was important to reach the nearest port, in order to save the meridian distance, I determined to stand on for Cajeli Bay, Bouro, and therefore signalled the Starling "to make the best of her way to Amboina," where she would prepare the governor for my arrival, and remove the difficulty of obtaining immediate observations.

At daylight we were well in with the island of Bouro, but too far to the southward. Horsburgh's directions are not sufficiently explicit for finding Cajeli Bay. He should have explained that "Mother and Daughter," (the latter might have been omitted, as only seen when well into the depth of the bay,) are two very high conical hills inland, which from

the sea appear as one. white, by reason of its bare rocks. It lies on the S.E. side of the depth of Cajeli Bay, and is an excellent mark for rounding the eastern head, from the S. E. As long as its head can be seen above the trees at the eastern point, the ship will be perfectly clear of danger. The instant it begins to rise, after passing the point, a course may be shaped for the north point, which apparently shows as the left of an island on the N.W. shore. When mid-channel, steer with the town off the larboard cathead, until Mother bears S. E. by S. Then steer south for the fort; shorten sail about one mile from it, and anchor at the first cast twenty-five, bottom mud, and good holding ground.

The eastern side is streaked

The limit of danger, westerly, is the two eastern turrets of the fort in line. We found soundings in every part of the bay, both going in and coming out; on the latter occasion, it never exceeded fifty fathoms, until we hauled up E.N.E. Entering, it ranged from sixtytwo, forty-two, and sixty, gravel. It frequently falls to our fate to enter ports at night, and on this occasion we did not reach our anchorage until three A.M., on the 31st., in twenty-five fathoms. Fort south, Red Island East.

I paid a visit to the "resident," who was rather surprised at a visit from a British man-of-war, with out the customary notice from the governor of the Moluccas. Indeed, he scarcely comprehended