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 A NIGHT ENCAMPMENT. 1 97 boat will be missing, that some day. its hull will burst open, and finally, if I knew where we are going, I should rather enjoy floating on the ocean like this." "Well, Lieutenant," rejoined Mrs Barnett, "could there be a pleasanter mode of travelling than ours? We feel no motion. Our island has exactly the same speed as the current which is bear- ing it away. Is it not like a balloon voyage in the air % What could be more delightful than advancing with one's house, garden, park, &c. ? A wandering island, with a solid insubmersible founda- tion, would really be the most comfortable and wonderful conveyance that could possibly be imagined. I have heard of hanging gardens. Perhaps some day floating parks will be invented which will carry us all over the globe ! Their size will render them insensible to the action of the waves, they will have nothing to fear from storms, and perhaps with a favourable wind they might be guided by means of immense sails ! What marvels of vegetation would be spread before the eyes of the passengers when they passed from temperate to torrid zones ! With skilful pilots, well acquainted with the currents, it might be possible to remain in one latitude, and enjoy a perpetual spring." Hobson could not help smiling at Mrs Barnett's fancies. The brave woman ran on with such an easy flow of words, she talked with as little effort as Victoria Island moved. And was she not right ? It would have been a very pleasant mode of travelling it there had been no danger of their conveyance melting and being swallowed up by the sea. The night passed on, and the explorers slept a few hours. At daybreak they breakfasted, and thoroughly enjoyed their meal. The warmth and rest had refreshed them, and they resumed their journey at about six o'clock a.m. From Cape Michael to the former Port Barnett the coast ran in an almost straight line from south to north for about' eleven miles. There was nothing worthy of note about it ; the shores were low and pretty even all the way, and seemed to have suft'ered no alteration since the breaking of the isthmus. Long, in obedience to the Lieutenant, made bench-marks along the beach, that any future change might be easily noted. Hobson was naturally anxious to get back to Fort Hope the same day, and Mrs Barnett was also eager to retuiii to her friends. It