scenery, even where the objects are prominent and tangible,
is very rarely successful; but where the effect is so subtle
and so varying, it must be vain. The impression, neverthe-
less, is perhaps deeper than any other; I think it possible I
may forget the sensations with which I watched the long
course of the gigantic Mississippi; the Ohio and Potomac
may mingle and be confounded with other streams in my
memory, I may even recall with difficulty the blue outline
of the Alleghany mountains, but never, while I remember
any thing, can I forget the first and last hour of light on
the Atlantic.

The ocean, however, and all its indescribable charm, no
longer surrounded us; we began to feel that our walk on the
quarter-deck was very like the exercise of an ass in the mill;
that our books had lost half their pages, and that the other
half were known by rote; that our beef was very salt, and
our biscuits very hard; in short, that having studied the
good ship, Edward, from stem to stern, till we knew the
name of every sail, and the use of every pulley, we had had
enough of her, and as we laid down, head to head, in our
tiny beds for the last time, I exclaimed with no small
pleasure,

"To-morrow to fresh fields and pastures new."

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