JOURNAL. 



His Majesty's ship Doris, Valparaiso harbour, Sunday night, April 28th, 

 1822. — Many days have passed, and I have been unable and unwilling 

 to resume my journal. To-day the newness of the place, and all the 

 other circumstances of our arrival, have drawn my thoughts to take 

 some interest in the things around me. I can conceive nothing 

 more glorious than the sight of the Andes this morning on ap- 

 proaching the land at day-break ; starting, as it were, from the 

 ocean itself, their summits of eternal snow shone in all the majesty 

 of light long before the lower earth was illuminated, when suddenly 

 the sun appeared from behind them and they were lost ; and we 

 sailed on for hours before we descried the land. 



On anchoring here to-day, the first object I saw was the Chile 

 State's brig Galvarino, formerly the British brig of war Hecate, 



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