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over, without disturbing these patches. Therefore we must sup- 

 pose that some animals were congregated together at a greater 

 depth than the bottom of tlie vessel. 



Near Fernando Noronha the sea gave out light in flashes. 

 The appearance was very similar to that which might be expected 

 from a larg-e fish moving rapidly through a luminous fluid. 

 To this cause the sailors attributed it ; at the time, however, I 

 entertained some doubts, on account of the frequency and rapid- 

 ity of the flaslies. I have already remarked that the phenome- 

 non is very much more common in warm than in cold countries ; 

 and I have sometimes imagined that a disturbed electrical con- 

 dition of the atmosphere was most favourable to its production. 

 Certainly I think tlie sea is most luminous after a iew days of 

 more calm weather than ordinary, during wiiich time it has 

 swarmed with various animals. Observing that the water 

 charged with gelatinous particles is in an impure state, and that 

 the luminous appearance in all common cases is produced by the 

 agitation of tlie fluid in contact with tlie atmospljere, I am in- 

 clined to consider that the phosphorescence is the result of the 

 decomposition of the organic ])articles, by which process (one is 

 tempted almost to call it a kind of respiration) the ocean becomes 

 purified. 



Dccemher 23rd. — We arrived at Port Desire, situated in lar. 

 47°, on the coast of Patagonia. The creek runs for about twenty 

 miles inland, with an irregular width. The Beagle anchored a 

 few miles within the entrance, in front of the ruins of an old 

 Spanish settlement. 



The same evening I went on shore. The first landing in any 

 new country is very interesting, and especially wlien, as in this 

 case, the whole aspect bears the stamp of a marked and individual 

 character. At the height of between two and three imndred 

 feet above some masses of porphyry a wide plain extends, which 

 is truly characteristic of Patagonia. The surface is quite level, 

 and is composed of well-rounded shingle mixed with a wliitish 

 earth. Here and there scattered tufts of brown wiry grass aie 

 supported, and, still more rarely, some low thorry bushes. The 

 weather is dry and pleasant, and the fine blue sky is but seldom 

 obscured. When standing in the middle of one of these desert 



