THE LAST OP GERMANY SEA-SICKNESS. 11 



below, and the deck was crowded ; the wind blew fair 

 and we were soon in the North Sea. The strip of 

 land became smaller and smaller ; the pilot left us ; his 

 boat lessened and lessened ; then there was only a thin, 

 blue line with one dark point, the steeple of Wange- 

 rode ; this became more misty and indistinct ; the last 

 trace of home disappeared in the blue distance. There, 

 behind those thin clouds that seemed to lie on the 

 water, lived all those who were near and dear to ma in 

 this world, — and yet I had no tears, for their source 

 seemed dried up. I stood for a long, long time scan- 

 ning, with dry eyes, that part of the heavens. I Avent 

 early to bed to indulge my thoughts. I had hardly 

 turned in, when my comrades came, and the squeeze 

 began again. All was tolerably Cj[uiet in the steerage, 

 most of the party being, pi'obably, affected by the dis- 

 appearance of their mother country. 



Runnuig with a fair wind, the ship soon became 

 uneasy ; I awoke in the night with a very disagreeable 

 sensation, to find that my head lay much lower than 

 my heels. Our berth was on the starboard or right 

 side of the ship, looking towards the head, and our 

 feet were towards the ship's side, on account of the 

 fresh wind ; in the night the wind changed, and the 

 ship laid over on the port side ; between laughing and 

 swearing, and not without considerable dilficulty, we 

 changed our position. 



The next morning's sun shone on many a pale and 

 long face ; the sea was rough, the ship rolled and 

 pitched fearfully, the effect was awful to look upon. 

 I have already stated that we had a number of Jews 

 on board, with few exceptions, from the lowest class; 



