In a few days the hides began to come
slowly down, and we got into the old business of rolling goods up
the hill, pitching hides down, and pulling our long league off and on.
Nothing of note occurred while we were lying here, except that an
attempt was made to repair the small Mexican brig which had been
cast away in a south-easter, and which now lay up, high and dry,
over one reef of rocks and two sand-banks. Our carpenter surveyed her,
and pronounced her capable of refitting, and in a few days the
owners came down from the Pueblo, and, waiting for the high spring
tides, with the help of our cables, kedges, and crew, got her off
and afloat, after several trials. The three men at the house on shore,
who had formerly been a part of her crew, now joined her, and seemed
glad enough at the prospect of getting off the coast.
On board our own vessel, things went on in the common monotonous
way. The excitement which immediately followed the flogging scene
had passed off, but the effect of it upon the crew, and especially
upon the two men themselves, remained. The different manner in which
these men were affected, corresponding to their different
characters, was not a little remarkable.
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