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A Night In The Ægæan.*
A NIGHT IN THE ? G ? AN . *
EARLY in the summer of 182— , the port of Athens was visited by the beautiful yacht Violante . Its owner , an English gentleman of fortune , had been for some time cruising in the Mediterranean , and was then making preparations for his return to England . After bidding adieu to his numerous friends on shore , Mr . N— went on board , and with
a fair breeze the little Violante stood out of the harbour . England was the word , and it fell not ungratefully on the ears of the crew . AVhen they had made some leagues , one of those beautiful nights , for which the Mediterranean is so celebrated , began to close upon the scene . The outline of the distant hills and
little islands which stud the iEgsean , became less and less distinct , and the ripple of the waves against the vessel alone broke the solemn silence which prevailed . It was just the night to make one muse of home , and all its sweet associations . This , at least , seemed to be the chief occupation of
the two young men , who were gazing over the bulwarks on the deep blue sea . " Well , N— , " at last exclaimed the younger of the two , " I suppose , like myself , you are thinking of Old England , and the changes which two years may have made at home ?" " You are not far wrong , Ernest , " replied his companion ,
" and I fancy our little crew are just as anxious as we are to be again in Plymouth harbour ; old Morgan there has been pressing me to sail these last three weeks . He does not seem to wish to share the fate of his two messmates whom we buried , poor fellows , last month . " " By the way" returned Ernest" who is that
intelligent-, , looking sailor you sent on board yesterday ?" " His name is Morris , " replied Mr . N —; "I met him in Athens , and recognised him as a Brother . He was in great distress , as the ship he came out in had heen wrecked , and
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A Night In The Ægæan.*
A NIGHT IN THE ? G ? AN . *
EARLY in the summer of 182— , the port of Athens was visited by the beautiful yacht Violante . Its owner , an English gentleman of fortune , had been for some time cruising in the Mediterranean , and was then making preparations for his return to England . After bidding adieu to his numerous friends on shore , Mr . N— went on board , and with
a fair breeze the little Violante stood out of the harbour . England was the word , and it fell not ungratefully on the ears of the crew . AVhen they had made some leagues , one of those beautiful nights , for which the Mediterranean is so celebrated , began to close upon the scene . The outline of the distant hills and
little islands which stud the iEgsean , became less and less distinct , and the ripple of the waves against the vessel alone broke the solemn silence which prevailed . It was just the night to make one muse of home , and all its sweet associations . This , at least , seemed to be the chief occupation of
the two young men , who were gazing over the bulwarks on the deep blue sea . " Well , N— , " at last exclaimed the younger of the two , " I suppose , like myself , you are thinking of Old England , and the changes which two years may have made at home ?" " You are not far wrong , Ernest , " replied his companion ,
" and I fancy our little crew are just as anxious as we are to be again in Plymouth harbour ; old Morgan there has been pressing me to sail these last three weeks . He does not seem to wish to share the fate of his two messmates whom we buried , poor fellows , last month . " " By the way" returned Ernest" who is that
intelligent-, , looking sailor you sent on board yesterday ?" " His name is Morris , " replied Mr . N —; "I met him in Athens , and recognised him as a Brother . He was in great distress , as the ship he came out in had heen wrecked , and