our lives, the sun setting in the ocean . This was quite a novelty to most of us, and as warm-hearted old Sol sunk out of sight and left behind him his train of brilliant colours our thoughts wandered with him to persons and things now hidden from out view by the intervening seas.
We passed a mail steamer at 9 AM. But she was so far away that we could not see her too plainly.
12 O'clock noon today we sight the South West extremity of Australia and have the last - for a while – glimpse of out native land. One might expect to see a touch of pathos in this parting –scene, but all the boys seem too full for words, or tears, just having finished their dinner. They are all