VOYAGE TO ALGERIA. HI 
All through Saturday the wind, though somewhat sobered, 
blew dead against us. The atmospheric effects were ex- 
ceedingly fine. The cumuli resembled mountains in shape, t 
and their peaked summits shone as white as Alpine snows. \ 
At one place this resemblance was greatly strengthened by 
a vast area of cloud, uniformly illuminated, and lying like 
a neve below the peaks. From it fell a kind of cloud-river 
strikingly like a glacier. The horizon at sunset was 
remarkable spaces of brilliant green between clouds of 
fiery red. Rainbows had been frequent throughout the 
day, and at night a perfectly continuous lunar bow spanned 
the heavens from side to side. Its colors were feeble; but, 
contrasted with the black ground against which it rested, 
its luminousness was extraordinary. 
Sunday morning found us opposite to Lisbon, and at " 
midnight we rounded Cape St. Vincent, where the lurching 
seemed disposed to recommence. Through the kindness 
of Lieutenant Walton, a cot had been slung for me. It 
hung between a tiller-wheel and a flue, and at one A.M. I 
was roused by the banging of the cot against its boundaries. 
But the wind was now behind us, and we went along at a 
speed of eleven knots. We felt certain of reaching Cadiz 
by three. But a new lighthouse came in sight, which some 
affirmed to be Cadiz Lighthouse, while the surrounding 
houses were declared to be those of Cadiz itself. Out of 
deference to these statements, the navigating lieutenant 
changed his course, and steered for the place. A pilot 
came on board, and he informed us that we were before 
the mouth of the Guadalquivir, and that the lighthouse 
was that of Cipidna. Cadiz was still some eighteen miles 
distant. 
We steered toward the city, hoping to get into the 
harbor before dark. But the pilot who would have guided 
us had been snapped up by another vessel, and we did not 
get in. We beat about during the night, and in the morn- 
ing found ourselves about fifteen miles from Cadiz. The 
sun rose behind the city, and we steered straight into the 
light. The three-towered cathedral stood in the midst, 
round which swarmed apparently a multitude of chimney- 
stacks. A nearer approach showed the chimneys to be 
small turrets. A pilot was taken on board; for there is a 
dangerous shoal in the harbor. The appearance of the 
town, as the sun shone upon its white and lofty walls, was 
