We witnessed some good feats of diving for money here, one chap went right under the kiel of our boat for sixpence.
There were Indian native troops on guard at the Port, one of them signalled in semaphore (English) what regiment he belong to “126 Silk Rifles”.
There was shipping of all descriptions in the harbours.
There were natives of every description about, on the quay we saw some praying on their praying mats and bowing towards the sun with their heads between their hands, and flat on the ground.
Many native fishermen in their boats they were dressed in a flowing blue gown tied around the waist, they all seemed to have reaped a good harvest from the sea, it was a fish which looked similar to our herring only smaller.