Moyhanger was very glad to turn his back upon it, and we proceeded on our way to St. Helena. Many sea birds seen on our passage were new to him, and attracted his attention; and the flying fish afforded him much amusement. He swam uncommonly well, as may be supposed; and in warm weather, the ship proceeding but slowly, he frequently indulged in bathing: upon one of these occasions a very large shark had nearly put a stop to poor Moyhanger's travels: we saw his danger and alarmed him, and he narrowly escaped the jaws of the ravenous monster. The shark followed the ship for some time: Moyhanger contemplated it with horror, frequently pronouncing the words kiooda eka, matta matta, Moyhanger—very bad fish to destroy Moyhanger. At length, to his great joy, we made the island of St. Helena.
The fine climate, the buildings on shore, and the numerous ships in the road, rendered the scene exhilarating to all on board; but Moyhanger was perfectly delighted: he
