The Harpoon, shaping her course for Norfolk, in the United States, had made but a poor passage of it.

She got into the south-east trades, and all went well till they made St.Paul's Rocks, where they were detained by the doldrums and variable winds.

Afterwards she passed into the north-east trades, and then, further north, met a series of westerly gales, that ultimately drove her to the Azores, just as her crew were getting very short of water and provisions.

And here Augusta bid farewell to her friend the Yankee skipper; for the whaler that had saved her life and Dick's, after refitting once more, set sail upon its almost endless voyage.

She stood on the breakwater at Ponta Delgada, and watched the Harpoon drop past.