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tude, that at a peried almost as delightful to her, in 
the little sacrifices which boyish generosity could 
make, had already often gladdened her heart, when 
she thought only of the gentle virtues before her, 
and was not aware of half the worth of that noble 
offering which she was speedily to make to her coun- 
try and to the world.” 
Now a sailor, of all men sick and ashore, mos¢ 
feels that he is not at home, for almost always when 
on shore he is there, Whatever draws forth the - 
confidence of affection among strangers, only im- 
presses him the more with the consciousness that 
‘*he is not in his father’s house,” and brings upon 
him stronger yearnings for his early home. Port 
Royal, of all places, has the most desolate dreariness. 
You are on the land, but not of the land. You see 
the mountains but you are severed from them. You 
gaze upon the green uplands, but the link between 
you and themis a long sandy desert. I do not 
know what one of the medical officers at the hospital 
it was, but it was one, who drew the attention of 
government to the vast importance in a sanitary 
point of view te the sailor when sick and thoughtful 
on the probabilities of death, if he should be per- 
mitted to contemplate some more congenial resting- 
place than the burning sands of the beach. If he 
could see some shadow of a rock in that weary 
land, he might be reconciled to lie under it for rest 
and repose ; but it was a tedious waste, unrefreshed 
by a single mass above its herbless sand-heaps of 
graves. ‘The dreariness of such a prospect was a 
sad obstacle to that refreshment of the mind so 
