194 AUSTRALIA AND HOMEWARD. 



grave mourning when she learns the fate of her child. 

 We must not content ourselves with weeping with 

 those who weep for their slain. 



We can never rest while this foul blot remains 

 upon the fair face of our Christianity; while this 

 loathsome excrescence, the liquor traffic, deforms the 

 stature of civilization. 



After leaving Adelaide we were a little over three 

 days in crossing the " Great Australian Bight." I 

 suppose most readers will understand better if I call 

 it a bay. I presume navigators or geographers regard 

 it as too big for a bay, or too much open to the sea, so 

 " bight " is the word, where bay or sound would have 

 been more familiar. Think of it as a well-bent bow. 

 We sail along the string a little over one thousand 

 miles. 



Having left Adelaide on Saturday evening, we 

 steam into King George's Sound, and anchor off the 

 pretty little city of Albany, at 10 p.m. Tuesday. Like 

 the harbor at Sydney (Port Jackson), this is a beautiful 

 harbor. Not so much so as the former, but sufficiently 

 so as to be classed with it, and, like Port Jackson, can 

 be made, without large outlay, almost as impregnable 

 as Gibraltar. I was surprised to find that our ship of 

 five thousand tons could anchor so close to the town. 



A wharf is now being constructed which, in a very 



