Next morning we and the Dolphin again got under weigh, and the wind being off shore stood close round the Bill of Portland, having the Shambles light-vessel, which has a single fixed light, on our port beam. The Shambles is a large shoal, so called from the number of vessels lost on it with all hands.  A fine Indiaman was wrecked there many years ago, coming home full of passengers, not one of whom was saved.  In another day they expected to be reunited to their friends, from whom they had long been absent.  How sad it seems!  We who were sailing over the comparatively tranquil sea could scarcely believe it possible that so many of our fellow-creatures had thus perished within sight of land.