On going on deck, we made a signal to the Dolphin, and Uncle Tom bore down to speak to us.  Papa told him what he proposed doing, and immediately altering our course, we stood into the bay.  Having a good chart, we had no difficulty in making out the landmarking.  In about an hour we came in sight of the ruined walls of an ancient castle above the harbour.  A number of fishing-boats were making for the harbour, to find shelter from the expected gale; and, following them, we ran over the bar--it being high-water--and brought-up before the old-fashioned town.