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2 The Chagres river from our anchoring, could not be discerned. It was hidden on the left by a bluff - high point - upon whose summit stood the Fort - a venerable pile of ruins - overgrown with mosses and running vines. The round sentry boxes - as the angles of the walls and overhanging the ocean - mouning sullenly at the dizzy depth below - filled the minds with pictumsyre ideas. The sentilned pacing the walls - in the the still dark night - listening for sounds inimical - the indications of the coming enemy - or during the storm - driven within his base - puring from its crevice window - fancying danger in every voice of the wind - every sullen moan of the heaving oceans - or drawing his coat closer round - with thoughts transported for away to the sunny hills of Chatile and dreaming his boyhoods days over again. The mouth of the river was indicated with several vessells - wrecked on the rufs - over which the waves broke with yeasty foam - beyond them was the right band of the river - on which one house was visible - several palm trees - and woods in the distance. No sooner were we discovered by the morning light then boats began to come out from the shore. They were seeking passengers at the moderate price of six dollars per man. The sea was unusually calm. The Captain soon ordered his boat alongside and taking the ships papers - and the committee on the part of the passengers - went on shore. For me nothing was to be done but loiter around the vessell - and amuse myself to the best advantage. Admire the shore passport - watch the boats - and the bringus now landing ready to proceed up the river - or notice the scen passing in our own ship. A sudden change had come over the spirit of its dreams. The hatches were unclosed - boxes - bags and trunks strewn about the deck - men busy here and there looking up their baggage or discharging it over the side. all was confusion and turmoil - a Babel would let loose upon the ship. As was that morning scene on the ship - so is human life - the world - a scene of hurrying strife - and selfish effort. Each looking particularly after himself - none having a spare moment or thought for his neighbor. The mate Mr Chase - on the occassion was particularly cross - and what mate under like