...new land is chequered with a farewell to dear old England. " It was at night the signal-gun of oar English steamer roused me from a deep sleep. I got up — opened the shutters. A lull moon was shining brilliantly; the white breakers of the bar were as visible as they were audible...

...for turning being so confined.' There follows a picture in which a rocket figures more pleasantly: 'It was at night; the signal gun of our English steamer...were audible; beyond the bar, southwards, the sea was a plain of burnished — not gold, nor yet silver, but something between — which now glistened, now...