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serve as memorials of our visit to Fayal, and I was disap- 

 pointed in not being able to obtain any good photographic 

 views of this beautiful island. One circumstance specially 

 noticed by us was the multitude of beggars in the streets. In 

 entering a hotel to get some refreshments, we found the 

 stairs literally lined with a row of whining wretches, from 

 whose importunities it was not easy to escape. At five p.m. 

 we returned to the vessel, and soon after we got under way, 

 leaving Fayal behind us on a beautiful moonlight night. 



Nine days later we entered the English Channel after an 

 absence of nearly three years, and on the evening of the 30th 

 of July anchored at Spithead. Here, therefore, my chronicle 

 of our experiences ends, and I bid my reader farewell. 



