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prow castle, partially filling the cabins with water, and finally, at the height of the hurricane, broke the gibbet almost at the base.

By noon, the typhoon roared with the utmost violence; when, afterwards, the sea settled a little, and the sharp north-northeast alternated with the milder east wind, the anchor was thrown into the sea, about three miles from Rovigno. In this situation we waited for dawn, and in the meantime the repair of the walls and the rigging was activated, where by breaking the gibbet stick to which it was largely tied, it had loosened. Barao de Neveu's beautiful library had been completely flooded by the waves that had broken the main cabin's portholes, and just as nearly all travelers had more or less suffered damage due to the storm; In any case, each one easily comforted himself with avoiding his own misfortune rather than worry with uncertainty about the fate of our fellow ship. Little by little the travelers, who had suffered this first test on the deck, gathered slowly, where the appearance of the sudden damage and the almost bloody state of the crew completed the notion of the great danger from which we had happily escaped. Just before twelve o'clock, the dark sky cleared a little, and the ship slowly moved to the southeast. At noon we could see the bleak shores of Istria, where the sun, just rising from the clouds, cast bright light. We passed by small islands planted with olive and aloe trees as we looked for the entrance of Pola Port. That same evening our traveling company landed for the night where we could contemplate what remains of the fine arts of the Romans.

The naval officer returned within a few hours. He had meanwhile been sent from Pola to Venice to bring in new wood for the gibbet and news of our companion frigate Augusta, of which we had not been able to know anything on Istria's lonely shores. The news that the ship, having lost all its masts, sails, and boats, had anchored at the island of Chioggia, and from there would have to travel to Venice to restore in its arsenal the considerable losses, valued at twenty thousand francs. The new gibbet stick was soon placed and on the sixth day Austria was ready to sail. The embassy members therefore decided to continue only to Gibraltar, and there to await, besides the frigate Augusta, the royal Portuguese fleet, with immediate instructions from the imperial court of Vienna. On the morning of April 21, at 6 o'clock, we lifted anchor and set sail from Pola harbor. A bitter wind, which made us linger in Malta, shifted on the night of April 30 to a faint southeast, and the frigate soon set sail from the harbor.