He proved to be a fine-looking English sailor; and as soon as he recovered strength enough to converse, explained the cause of his perilous situation.
He belonged to the brig-of-war, which was lying at anchor about half a mile above.

He had been impressed two years before; and being treated with cruelty and harshness, had been eagerly watching an opportunity to escape from his inhuman bondage.

At length he formed a plan with one of his messmates, to slip overboard quietly the first dark night, and relying on skill in swimming, attempt to reach some vessel at anchor in the harbor.
The plan was carried into effect.

They succeeded in eluding the vigilance of the sentries, dropped gently into the water, and were soon floating astern.

But their situation was one of extreme peril.
The current was stronger than they anticipated, and the darkness of the night prevented them from distinguishing any vessel in time to get on board.