As we slowly advanced up the bay, numerous canoes pushed off from the surrounding shores, and we were soon in the midst of quite a flotilla of them, their savage occupants struggling to get aboard of us, and jostling one another in their ineffectual attempts.
We had approached within a mile and a half perhaps of this foot of the bay, when some of the islanders, who by this time had managed to scramble aboard of us at the risk of swamping their canoes, directed our attention to a singular commotion in the water ahead of the vessel.
In addition to the sails they had gotten out long sweeps, and the bay was being ploughed in every direction by the fleeing junks.
The exchange was made, and the salmon boat got up its spritsail and headed down the bay toward the marshes off San Rafael.
Shortly after Captain Bonneville's ineffectual attempt to participate in the trade of the associated camp, the supplies of the Hudson's Bay
Company arrived; and the resident trader was enabled to monopolize the market.
"We're kinder side-tracked here now," he added, "but there was considerable passing before the railroad was carried through to the Flats." He roused the lagging bay with another twitch; then, as if the mere sight of the house had let me too deeply into his confidence for any farther pretence of reserve, he went on slowly: "I've always set down the worst of mother's trouble to that.
But the bay was as good as Frome's word, and we pushed on to the Junction through the wild white scene.
“I’ve often heard of that Bay of State,” said Benjamin, “but can’t say that I’ve ever been in it, nor do I know exactly whereaway it is that it lays; but I suppose there is good anchorage in it, and that it’s no bad place for the taking of ling; but for size it can’t be so much as a yawl to a sloop of war compared with the Bay of Biscay, or, mayhap, Torbay.
I say, good woman, do they grow many monkeys along the shores of that Bay of State?”
Some ten years ago he had led his people--a scratch lot of wandering Bugis--to the conquest of the bay
, and now in his august care they had forgotten all the past, and had lost all concern for the future.
Up the bay
and into the River Tamar we motored through a solitude as unbroken as that which rested upon the waters of the Channel.
When the ship had sailed safely into the bay
where it could not be seen from the open sea, the Doctor said he would get off on to the island to look for water--because there was none left to drink on his ship.