Majesty's "bon voyage," and was presently greeted with a handshake of regret in the person of Mr. Newton, formerly Attorney-General. The regret here was mutual; that we had never met on shore. And so at last a general "Farewell" all round. Our vessel then made her first stroke for home upon the water, and at the same moment a band on shore began to play. The scheme here arranged might sound somewhat theatrical, but still it was well conceived; for, under orders, the national air of each of the nations represented by the various passengers on board was played in turn: "God Save the Queen" of course among the number. So farewell to beautiful Honolulu and all kind hospitable friends, and presently farewell to Diamond Point. But it was not only in coming and going that I had looked on Diamond. Point; for many a time at about sunset I had mounted into the lantern of the hotel for the purpose of enjoying the view thence. You have the varied green apse of mountains before you, looking towards the Pali; the noble Waianae range to your left; and the noble Diamond Head to your right. The golden sun is gilding all. What a climate these beautiful islands enjoy! Between the heights and the hollows you may choose; but all is benignant, and Pomona vies with Flora.

So at sea with Captain Morse for a pleasant voyage, and not less "at sea" on the next (Sunday) evening at a volunteer lecture. Mr. Carter, the Hawaiian Minister to Washington, also returned with

us, and I had thus afterwards an opportunity of confirming an acquaintance which proved to be of the most friendly assistance to me on visiting that city.

It was on this passage that I realized for the first time, after many thousand miles of ocean, a funeral at sea; indeed, there were two. On Monday, the 27th, a man was tilted off into the waves, and on the following day an infant's body took the like course. We had not seen either, both having come on board very ill, so that the effect, so often described, of one out of a few being missed, was not experienced. But there was something of a strange sensation in looking over the bulwarks, seeing the sack half-way out on a plank below, first covered with the flag, then the flag drawn away, and at the given moment the object tilted off and going down out of sight in the dark depths of

ocean.

Our passage was enlivened by many meetings in Captain Morse's cabin of an evening, discussing all sorts of matters, and on one occasion at night he also, like Captain Hayward, was called out to witness something singular-a light on our starboard side which betokened some strange "something." This time, however, the call was not successful. We all came out to see; but Captain Morse, to our disappointment, coolly remarked, “No doubt it's moving, and a little later you'll see it a little higher." It was a huge star--but not of Bethlehem; it was not Venus.

The weather had continued so fair with us that

I now felt quite sure of a grand view of the Golden Gate and San Francisco Bay. Deluded man! At an early hour on Saturday morning, the 2nd of October, we entered bay and fog at the same time. So my third and last hope in this regard was gone, and I had only to get to the Palace Hotel.

"Will you tell me," I asked of a condoling American, "in what season Frisco Bay is not foggy and your railway journeys are not dusty?"

Thus, with a distance to and fro of 4200 miles, I was back from Honolulu and in the States again at Frisco. And now my object was New England, while yet in time to see her dressed in all the golden glories of her tints of autumn, or, as they picturesquely call it in America, the Fall.

CHAPTER IX.

MANITOU-ALBANY—BOSTON.

HAVING nothing to detain me on my second visit to this great American city with a Spanish name, my first object was to arrange for my journey as far as Albany, and thence to move onwards to Boston. Accordingly, I was about to address myself to the office of the great land navigators upon that subject, when a most active and energetic gentleman, Mr. T. D. McKay, "Pacific Coast Passenger Agent," presented himself, instinctively divining that I was eastward bound. The whole affair was, of course, to him no matter at all; "Come with me, sir, and it's done; I know them all, and they all know me." This was quite the fact, and away we went together to Cook and Sons, in Montgomery Street, close by. "The Burlington Route”—that was the word—“The Burlington Route." A "through ticket" to Albany was bought and paid for. All would be smooth and comfortable, and the whole distance was 3563 miles. It is of no use looking at figures that represent distances when you are travelling in the States. Besides which, you are not bound to swallow the whole dish, or drink the whole dozen of wine, at a

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sitting. You have licence to stop here and there to take breath; and again I must remark upon the concentration of attention given in the States to keep everybody moving about, with all sorts of information at hand besides. Another suggestion was also made to me (and to this I shall have to refer when I speak of leaving New York for Liverpool in March) as regards my passage to England. Seeing that I had arrived by the Australian steamer, though not from Australia, I was entitled to a "White Star" ticket, if taken at Frisco, at a reduced price; and it would be good for twelve months. So I took it.

Thus fortified, I bid good-bye to Mr. Hutchinson, to whom I recounted all my success in the islands connected with his letters, and started by the Central Pacific line at 3.30 on Tuesday, the 5th of October, for Ogden, in Utah, passing through Sacramento, the capital city of the State of California. Mr. Carter was also in the train, and Mr. Brewer, of Boston, to whom he opportunely introduced me. He told me of a curious fact connected with Nevada, the first State we passed through after leaving California. The mining interest so increased its population, that in 1861 it was admitted as a State. Now, however, it is too thinly populated to justify that honour, but cannot be put back as a Territory again. This journey was to compass 883 miles out of my total; and at Ogden we were to leave Pacific Time and take up Mountain Time, thus being put forward an hour by the