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    you , —the fierce glistening of the sun ' s rays throws fire up to your face , dazzles your aching eyes , and scorches your soul . Di < j you ever take a peep into a furnace in full blast , or look at the slow-flowing liquid lire that rolls from its mouth ? - —there it is . The sharks , that bask in the motionless stillness , are lying on

    watch , as if they had instinctive knowledge of your misery , and waited there for the moment when , at the pitch of desperation , you shall put an end to your sufferings , and say , * Take me , sharks , for your dinner . ' And they look up at you with their projecting , villainously-sly optics , as if they were spitefully laughing in their sleeves at you . If you poke a boat-hook , or blade of

    an oar at them , they will but slowly turn their round noses to smell at it , quite satisfied that your inertness will not allow you to salute them with a thwack . We were thus pestered , and festered , and blistered for two whole days , —I was , at least ; though Captain Jose was as musical as ever . Luckily , next night the breeze came to our relief—the song and guitar recovered their influence , but we had to beat against the wind , and to battle with

    the current , which , during the calm , had drifted us considerabl y to leeward of Point Brequin ; and it was not till the fourth day of our departure from Mayaguez that we anchored in San Juan . I must be moving still , and my first anxiety was for a . passage to the United States—to me all its States and harbours were alike , and my inquiries were immediately successful * The ' Colombia ' was to sail for Wilmington , in North Carolina , ' to-morrow . *

    My bargain with Captain Singer was soon made . The vessel did not sail punctually on the morrow , and I lived through two whole nights in the city of San Juan—^ . nd two s uch horrible nights , from , physical causes , I never lived . At length , however , ' the schooner will be off in an hour , ' came to my relief ; and I hastened to Captain Jose to bid him farewell ; though I wished no success to his trade . While we were in conversation , a buzzing

    under his window , in the street , reached up to us . This being somewhat unusual in his quarter , and in the heat of the d ^ drew us to the window . There was a group of about a dozen persons gathered in front of the house , among whom were several of the Scintilla ' s crew : they had collected round something , which at first was hidden from our view , though a handkerchief * d head was visible ; but , on hearing his voice , the party fell aside , and to our astonishment and grief , also , there stood Dallada ! How

    she had conveyed herself hither was indeed a matter of wonder : but she had walked all the distance from Mayaguez ? over the mountains , through the defiles and woods ; heedless , or , probably , unconscious of the perils of such a journey , besides the toil . There , indeed , she was , under his window in San Juan . The instant she saw Jose she screamed , and stopped short in b * scream , as if she felt she had done wrong by screaming ; then , a * before , clapped her hands , and laughed , and murmured ' P **"

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1834, page 674, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2637/page/72/