Ades now blowing due south-east. But the Neshamony had

Y shoal water, when fully a league from
this new crater. Shoal in a seaman's sense, though not

in shallow water; the soundings being
from fifteen to twenty fathoms, with a rocky
bottom. Between the volcano and Vulcan's Peak it blew quite fresh,
and Mark had a good occasion to ascertain the qualities of the
pinnace. A
long, heavy swell came rolling through the passage, which was near
sixty
miles in width, seemingly with a sweep that extended to the Southern
Ocean. Notwithstanding all this, the little craft did wonders,
struggling

along in a way one would hardly have expected from so small
a vessel. She made fully two knots' headway in the worst of it, and
in general her rate of sailing, close on a wind and under pretty
short canvas, was about
three. The night was very dark, and there was nothing to steer by but
the wind, which gave some little
embarrassment; but finding himself in much smoothe water than he had
been all the previous day, about midnight,
our young man felt satisfied that he was under the lee of the island,
and at no great distance
from it. He made short tacks until daylight, when the huge mass hove
up out of the departing darkness, within a mile of the boat. It only
remained to run along the land for two or three miles, and to enter
the haven of Snug Cove. Mark had
been telling his companions what a secret place this haven was to
conceal a vessel in, when he had a practical confirmation of the
truth of his statement that caused him to be well laughed at. For ten
minutes he could not discover
the entrance himself, having neglected to take the proper land-marks,
that he might have no difficulty in running for his port.
After a time,
however, he caught

sight of an object that h