THE LAST CKUISE OF THE MIKANDA. 



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phy, after gazing intently for a minute or so, "that's nothing 

 but a star," and he went back to his perch by the wheel- 

 house much disgruntled. 



Later in the day the fog lifted entirely, and we were 

 enabled to proceed at full speed. We passed many icebergs 

 on the way, and by midnight we were once more anchored 

 safe and sound in the landlocked harbor of St. Johns, 



