The fourth day of July, 1860, early in the morning, we sailed out past Morro Castle.
A signal post is planted on the Morro Castle overlooking the sea.
It is the Morro Castle, one hundred years older than its namesake at Havana, perched on a rock at the entrance to the channel.
Morro Castle was sighted, and we entered the harbour of Havana.
The Morro Castle bore to the left, but he was unable to make out an opening, a possible city, on the coast.
They were confined first in Morro Castle and later in the city of Santiago.
She would picture him in his cell at Morro Castle, looking out to sea where the American fleet were still cruising.
Later in the day the Americans were taken from the war-ship in a launch, and carried across the harbor to Morro Castle.
Soon the crew could see the line of distant mountains, and the steep slopes leading to Morro Castle.
So after a four days' stay in Morro Castle the little party set out on an inland march, guarded by some thirty Spanish soldiers.