interesting demeanor. She was leaning forward from among
the crowd; her eye hurried over the ship as it neared the
shore, to catch some wished-for countenance, She seemed
disappointed and agitated; when I heard a faint voice call
her name. -- It was from a poor sailor who had been ill all
the voyage, and had excited the sympathy of every one on
board. When the weather was fine, his messmates had
spread a mattress for him on deck in the shade, but of late
his illness had so increased that he had taken to his ham-
mock, and only breathed a wish that he might see his wife
before he died. He had been helped on deck as we came
up the river, and was now leaning against the shrouds, with
a countenance so wasted, so pale, so ghastly, that it was no
wonder even the eye of affection did not recognize him. But
at the sound of his voice, her eye darted on his features: it
read, at once, a whole volume of sorrow; she clasped her
hands, uttered a faint shriek, and stood wringing them in
silent agony.

All now was hurry and bustle. The meetings of ac-
quaintances -- the greetings of friends -- the consultations of
men of business. I alone was solitary and idle. I had no
friend to meet, no cheering to receive. I stepped upon the
land of my forefathers -- but felt that I was a stranger in the
land.

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