VANCOUVER ISLAND 
AND 
BRITISH COLUMBIA. 
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CHAPTER I. 
THE VOYAGE. 
Wuetaer Good Friday was more unlucky than 
Fridays usually are, in the estimation of sea- 
going men, | know not, but from England to St. 
Thomas we encountered a succession of head- 
winds and terrific seas. Of course it was the re- 
cular typical storm: ‘waves running mountains 
high, threatening instantaneously to engulph the 
struggling ship in a watery abyss; rent sails, 
creaking timbers, men lashed to the wheel (real 
tarry Ixions); screaming mothers, and remark- 
ably sick papas and passengers, —that ended in 
our case, as it usually does in all sensation sea- 
voyages. St. Thomas was arrived at in perfect 
safety, some few days after time. 
Amongst the passengers was a lady, fat be- 
yond anything I have ever seen (of the human 
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