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Show 4 VOYAGE FROM NEW-YORK. In company with MAIILON DAY, a highly respectable citizen of New-York, and a young friend, who kindly undertook to act as our attendant and helper, I sailed from that city on the 22nd of last Eleventh-month, (November,) in the Camilla, Captain Watlington. Our ship's company consisted of about twenty individuals, (mostly in search of a warmer climate and better health) who had taken their passage, in this accommodating little ship, for Santa Cruz. The fine, but cold, frosty day, on which we left your shores, gave them a sutfJcient warning, that the season wns at hand, when the rigor of a I\orth American winter would become dangerous. At the same time, it afforded such of us as were in good health a delightful opportunity- as we swept along under full sail-of observing, under the brightest aspect, the rare beauty of the harbor of New-York, the bay, and the neighboring islands. We had not continued our voyage more than three days, before we found ourselves in a genial climate. The thermometer stood at 70, and light clothing gradually came into requisition. The change was almost magical, and certainly it was no small luxury thus inse11sibly to glide into warmth, and as it were, to catch summer again by the skirts. We were now crossing "the Gulph Stream," where it is said to have a breadth of two hundred and fifty miles, and the temperature of the air was probably heightened by the heat of the waves below. To account for this enormous current of warm water which nms up from the Gulph of Mexico, in a north-easterly direction, to so great a distance, seems to be nearly impossible. What the causes are which occasion the magnitude of the current, and the heat of the water, seems to be mere matter of conjecture ; but its beneficial effect in melting the ice, and unlocking the harbors, of North Am3rica, affords one evidence among ten thousand, that even the wildast sports of natme are subservient to good and wise purposes, in the order of a benevolent Providence. Boisterous weather and a strong adverse gale, were our portion as we crossed "the Gulph." The foaming waves, with tops of a light transparent blue, rose to 5 an unusual height, and were in beautiful contrast with the troughs below, of a deep dull lead color. CAMILLA, whilom swift of wing Can now no longer fly, In vain her gallant sailors sing; She faints and longs to die. The waves o'er which she loved to dance, Now horrid in her e;-c, In awful alpine forms advance, And curl their snows on high. 0, were it not for sore affright, They might have charmed her view, Dappled and marbled o'er with white, And tipped with azure blue. But the vales and pits that yawn below Are dull and dark as lend ; They bid her every hope forego- Fit chambers for the dead ! But quail no more thou blithsome maid, Beneath the howling blast, Sun,;hine alternates still with shade, Such fury cannot last. Thy guardian sylphs shall soon prevail, To dry 1hosc tears of sorrow, A smiling sky, a favoring gale, Await thee for the morrow. This prediction was veri lied ; for on the following day, the wind was favomble, the weather fair, the sea of the finest ultramarine blue, and nothing could be more delightful than our voyage. We were particularly pleasod with om first sight of the flying fishes, which we observed scudding along with wonderful agility, over the surfitce of the water. Our Captain assured us, that he had watched one of them which flew for the full distance of half a mile, before alighting. One of them winged its way on board our ship; and a more ex· quisitely beautiful creature I have seldom seen, about eight inches in length, his eye black, his back of the brightest dark blue, pure silver below, !Lis wings fibred like a leaf, and perfect! y 1* |