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CALIFORNIA ILLUSTRATED. 
upon every tablet, and the leader in this act of infamy sleeps in 
triumph under an imposing cenotaph. Why does the sympathy 
of nations sleep while there still exists a remnant of this truly 
noble, but down-trodden people. As we reach the ocean we take 
a more easterly course, and are brought in full view of the light¬ 
house, which is on the extreme point of the island ; we pass this 
point at 9 P t .M., when we take a more northerly course, and stand 
directly for Cuba and the Caycus passage, designing to make, 
also, the western point of Hispaniola. We have a severe gale, 
but our steamer rides it out most gallantly. 
81st. (Morning). We are in sight of Hispaniola, Hayti, or San 
Domingo, by all of which names it has been known at different 
times; her mountains looming up several thousand feet above the 
horizon. The sea is calm, our run pleasant; Cuba now appears 
off our larboard bow, about forty miles distant. It is indicated 
by heavy clouds, at the base of which, or just above the horizon, 
is seen the dark outline of her mountains. The mountains 
within the tropics are universally capped with clouds, which, in 
floating over, are caught by the peaks, and there waste away, the 
diminution supplied by the condensation of vapor, or the addi¬ 
tion of other clouds. During the evening, a heavy sea broke 
against the side of the steamer, bursting our port fastening, and 
shooting a column of water eight inches in diameter, directly 
into the' berth of my room-mate. It will readily be imagined 
that he awoke. We have just passed point St. Nicholas, the 
northwest point of St. Domingo, and point Mayxi, the most east¬ 
erly point of Cuba. 
Feb. 1st. A ship is seen, “hull down,” off our larboard quar¬ 
ter; no land in sight, a heavy sea, and we are standing 
directly for the Caycus Islands, which we shall make about sun¬ 
set. 
2nd. We have made the Caycus passage, left the Caribbean Sea, 
and are now in the Atlantic, heading north by west, making 
a direct course for New York. We cross the tropic of Cancer at 
a quarter to 9 a.m. We have now nothing to do but promenade, 
sit in our state-rooms, and read, eat, sleep, and think of home. 
We have about 800 passengers on board. We have live sheep, 
poultry in abundance, and some twenty huge turtles, weighing 
from two to three hundred pounds each, some of each falling 
