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Show THE WA Y TO OREGON. 405 sinks all the internal viscera rise as one passenger expressed it, " You fall away from your grub " they press even against the throat, producing a fearful and indescribable nausea. And one may have this kind of sea- sickness without being a particle giddy. But the other kind begins in the head : it is the result of the eye having nothing fixed or solid to rest upon. Every thing one looks at is moving the boat, the lamps, the waves are so many sources of irritation to the brain and optic nerve. Some persons get sick in a swing, or car; but they find one relief: there is the sure and firm set earth to come back to. But on a vessel every thing is in motion. This is the kind of sickness I had; and, hence, when I lay down and shut my eyes, it gradually passed away. But for those whose sickness begins at the stomach there is no such remedy. They must suffer it through. Next morning the sea was calm, the boat running " on an even keel," and the rest of our voyage to San Francisco was delightful. The third day the table was full again ; every body protested they " had not been very sick;" good appetite was the rule, and jollity reigned. So I stick to my original advice : Take a day's sea- sickness on the way to Oregon rather than go by stage. The second night, we saw from afar the glowing summit of Point Arena Light- house a sublime sight from a distance on the ocean ; and viewed the glories of Cape Mendecino by the yellow light of the setting sun. Next night we passed the Golden Gate, and anchored at the San Francisco wharf; and, at daylight, I was delighted to find myself once more on terra firma. |
