8 
TEINIDAD. 
US aucl our future home — hut we knew that He 
who holds the winds and the waves in his hand was 
our Father ; and Avas it not upon His work, and for the 
glory of His great name, that Ave were thus about to cross 
the deep ? AVe have passed Gravesend, the steamer 
has left us, and henceforth the Mignionette must rely 
upon her cauA^as and favourable winds for the accom- 
plishment of her voyage. Mght is coming on ; the 
cabin must be sought ; the deck quitted ; and then it is 
one begins to realize that they are at sea. All is strange 
to eye and ear; and, in spite of everything, a sense of 
desolation AA’ill come over the stoutest heart the first 
night at sea. And the first night is generally the most 
unpleasant really, as Avell as fancied. The Channel 
navigation requires much skill on the part of the cap- 
tain, much work from the sailors, and much patience 
from the passengers. Ordinarily, the latter knoAv Avhere 
nothing is. All may be there, but hoAV to get at Avhat 
is needed is the difliculty. I do not say this Avas oui- 
case, for Ave were old sailors ; still, from being on shore 
many years, Ave had lost the poAver of standing firm 
Avhen the ground, or rather cabin floor, seemed to move 
from under us ; and an unpleasant hasty contact AA’ith 
some non-yielding substance Avas often the result. As 
to sleep, the first night it is next to impossible ; the 
many little important nothings Avhich conduce to sleep 
are not there; probably the body is over-Aveary, or, at 
least, the mind is too much excited, and sleep takes his 
flight from us, and our open eyes gaze alter him in vain. 
