Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III. During the night, light westerly breezes wafted the Fanny prosperously on her voyage along the Glamorganshire coast; and, in the early part of the morning, when the passengers left their beds, she was gliding past the verdant plains which lie between the Monmouthshire hills and the Bristol Channel. The dew yet lay heavy on the deck; and mists hung, reluctant to disperse, upon the shore, as the sun penetrated through their dense and gloomy mass. The high land of Pannarth lay behind them; and every prospect of a pleasing and speedy termination to the voyage saluted the Colonel when he ascended from the cabin. La Rose and Morgan followed; and soon after, the voice of Captain Jenkinswas heard, ordering sundry preparations for breakfast, which being arranged, he made his appearance; and an awkward, agitated salutation to the Colonel, who felt so little interest respecting him as not to notice his change of manner, which was remarked instantly by Morgan, and an inference drawn of no favourable nature towards his countryman by that trusty Cambrian. Captain Davy Jenkins had passed an uneasy and sleepless night, revolving over in his mind the proposition of the fanatic. The value of a good name was well known to him; his character for honesty and trustworthiness was unimpeached; and he had always hitherto been exact, even to a farthing, in his account of all moneys delivered into his charge for the purchase of various commodities in Bristol for his countrymen. What profit he derived was in the way of commission from the venders, which was unknown to his employers, who considered Jenkins as a generous, kind, open-hearted, honest fellow; and the warmth of their gratitude exhibited itself in various ways for his benefit, until the Fanny became a favourite vessel, and ...