Eighty miles to windward lies Barbadoes.

All Saturday a heavy cannonading had been heard to the eastward.

The English and French fleets were surely engaged.

The soldiers were called out; the batteries manned: but the cannonade died away, and all went to bed in wonder.

On the 1st of May the clocks struck six: but the sun did not, as usual in the tropics, answer to the call.