The tide leaving us, we came to anchor near the mouth of the bay,
under a high and beautifully sloping hill, upon which herds of
hundreds and hundreds of red deer, and the stag, with his high
branching antlers, were bounding about, looking at us for a moment,
and then starting off, affrighted at the noises which we made for
the purpose of seeing the variety of their beautiful attitudes and
motions.
At midnight, the tide having turned, we hove up our anchor and stood
out of the bay, with a fine starry heaven above us,- the first we had
seen for weeks and weeks. Before the light northerly winds, which blow
here with the regularity of trades, we worked slowly along, and made
Point Ano Neuvo, the northerly point of the Bay of Monterey, on Monday
afternoon. We spoke, going in, the brig Diana, of the Sandwich
Islands, from the North-west Coast, last from Asitka. She was off
the point at the same time with us, but did not get in to the
anchoring-ground until an hour or two after us. It was ten o'clock
on Tuesday morning when we came to anchor. The town looked just as
it did when I saw it last, which was eleven months before, in the brig
Pilgrim.
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