STILL UNDER CANVAS.
While anchored in the lower reaches of the river, we experienced a slight foretaste of some of the pleasures that awaited us in the land we were about to reside in ; our nightas rest was ever and anon disturbed by the weird and startling cry of a jackal ; and the dermic irritation caused by mosquito-bites was a source of great pain to novices.
At last the tug arrived, and we once more got under weigh, rapidly bridging over the remaining part of the voyage, and perhaps, too, the most dangerous, on account of the St. James and Mary shoals, and many others almost equally hazardous. But these were passed in safety ; the river became narrower and narrowera crowded, too, with all manner of small craft freighted en route to market. The whole scene was certainly striking, rendered, indeed, still more picturesque by the setting sun; so that, as we passed up that suburb of Calcutta so appropriately called a Garden Reach,a the entire bank was bathed in a flood of light, while our ears were assailed by the chants of natives pulling at their oarsachants not devoid of a weird kind of beauty. Not far above this we dropped anchor, and the ship swung round with the tide. All was bustle and excitement; and with a shake of the hand, and a hurried a Goodbye ; mind you call on us soon,a and c., and c., the passengers dropped one by one over the side ; and in this wise the voyage of those days came to an end.
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