The governor sent back the Anne, with instructions to prepare room for the immigrants in the government dwelling, which, luckily, was large enough to receive them all.  He waited with the Rancocus, however, for the Henlopen to come in and anchor.  He then went on board this brig, and took a look at the stock.  Saunders, a discreet, sensible man, so well understood the importance of adding to the physical force of the colony, in the way of brutes, that he had even strained the point to bring as many mares and cows as he could stow.  He had put on board twenty-five of the last, and twenty of the first; all purchased at Valparaiso.  The weather had been so mild, that no injury had happened to the beasts, but the length of the passage had so far exhausted the supplies that not a mouthful of food had the poor animals tasted for the twenty-four hours before they got in.  The water, too, was scarce, and anything but sweet.  For a month everything had been on short allowance, and the suffering creatures must have been enchanted to smell the land.  Smell it they certainly did; for such a lowing, and neighing, and fretting did they keep up, when the governor got alongside of the brig, that he could not endure the sight of their misery, but determined at once to relieve it.

The brig was anchored within two hundred yards of a fine sandy beach, on which there were several runs of delicious water, and which communicated directly with a meadow of grass, as high as a man’s breast.  A bargain was soon made with Dunks; and the two crews, that of the Rancocus, as well as that of the brig, were set to work without delay to hoist out every creature having a hoof, that was on board the Henlopen.  As slings were all ready, little delay was necessary, but a mare soon rose through the hatchway, was swung over the vessel’s side, and was lowered into the water.  A very simple contrivance released the creature from the slings, and off it swam, making the best of its way towards the land.  In three minutes the poor thing was on the beach, though actually staggering from weakness, and from long use to the motion of the vessel.  The water was its first aim.  Dunks was there, however, to prevent it from drinking too much, when it made its way up to the grass, which it began to eat ravenously.  All the rest went through the same process, and in a couple of hours the poor things were relieved from their misery, and the brig, which smelled like a stable, was well quit of them.  Brooms and water were set to work immediately, but it was a month before the Henlopen lost the peculiar odour of the cattle.

Nor were the human beings much less rejoiced to go ashore than the brutes.  Dunks gave them all a hearty welcome, and though he had little fruit to offer, he had plenty of vegetables, for which they were quite as thankful.  Melons, however, he could and did give them, and the human part of the cargo had an ample feast on a sort of food to which they had now so long been strangers.  The horses and