This Was The
More Disagreeable, As It Is Always Very Difficult, Under
The Most Favourable Circumstances, To Find One's Way
Into
any harbour along this coast, fenced off, as it is, from
the ocean by a complicated outwork of lofty
Islands,
which, in their turn, are hemmed in by nests of sunken
rock, sown as thick as peas, for miles to seaward. There
are no pilots until you are within the islands, and no
longer want them, - no lighthouses or beacons of any sort;
and all that you have to go by is the shape of the
hill-tops; but as, on the clearest day, the outlines of
the mountains have about as much variety as the teeth of
a saw, and as on a cloudy day, which happens about seven
times a week, you see nothing but the line of their dark
roots, - the unfortunate mariner, who goes poking about
for the narrow passage which is to lead him between the
islands, - at the BACK of one of which a pilot is waiting
for him, - will, in all probability, have already placed
his vessel in a position to render that functionary's
further attendance a work of supererogation. At least,
I know it was as much surprise as pleasure that I
experienced, when, after having with many misgivings
ventured to slip through an opening in the monotonous
barricade of mountains, we found it was the right channel
to our port. If the king of all the Goths would only
stick up a lighthouse here and there along the edge of
his Arctic seaboard, he would save many an honest fellow
a heart-ache.
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