4 AM they put her on the other tack again, and made the island of St. Michael again at six this morning, and passed it under double reefed topsails, at noon came up with St. Marys, close reef’d topsails, took in mainsail, Mrs. Brown pointed out to us the place, where the Bengal was run ashore, the weather bas been so rainy and squally that I could not stay on deck as much as I liked, the eastern side of the islands, which we passed is high land, rising out the ocean like a mountain almost perpendicularly, we could discern settlements scattered here and there in the vallys, and on the hillside, the land looks rich and fertile, the grass quite green, St. Marys is about 50 miles distant from St. Michael, and resembles it in its general features, but is not as large, we saw one little village on a plain that seemed very near the ocean, it looks to us in the distance as if it might be overwhelmed in a violent storm from the NW no trees visible, suspect we are far from the fruit growing district, many small streams of water are pouring down the sides of the mountains into the ocean, one quite large, which we called St. Marys Falls, wind blowing strong from WNW all day, have run in two days 110 miles.