17th february. The “Frederickstein” and the “Pylades” being ordered to cruise, I embarked as Doctor to the ship in the latter—to give Mr Colvin, her surgeon, an opportunity of remaining with Lieutenant Branch on shore. We anchored at Partridge Island in the Gulf, and spent several pleasant days in fishing and shooting. From hence we passed close to Scio, and were driven by stress of weather to anchor at Mitylene (Lesbos) in the harbour of Sigri. This island is as volcanic as Milo, and rarely a week passes without earthquakes. The harbour is much exposed; and on the 23rd, amidst a dreadful sea and incessant squalls, we followed the “Frederickstein,” steering for the North of Andros. But she, sailing better than us, reached the passage between Andros and Long Island before it was dark; whereas we, being overtaken by the night, were obliged to stand off the land till morning—when we ran down towards Myconi at 12 knots an hour.

24th February. Reaching the passage between Myconi and Tino early in the morning, and under the Lee of the island, we went on shore, and found Galton at Mr Vitali's. We had much pleasure in relating to each other our adventures since we had met. We stayed two hours at Tino; but I could not persuade my friend to accompany us, when we joined our ship and stood towards Siphanto. All night and next day we were becalmed between Delos and Syra.