In twenty minutes from the time we got off we were safely at anchor under the Confederate batteries.

The vessel that had been so hard chased and fired at during the night was lying safely at the anchorage, not very much damaged.
This was by far the most anxious time we had gone through.

We had to thank the commandant and garrison of Fort Fisher for our escape.

Having paid our gallant rescuers a visit, we took a pilot on board and steamed up to Wilmington.

Cape Clear river at this time was full of all sorts of torpedoes and obstructions, put down to prevent any gun-boats from approaching the town of Wilmington, should the forts at its entrance be taken possession of by the enemy.