detail.  He expected this, and was even disappointed that his eyes could not command more, for he now saw that he had materially underrated the distance between the crater and the Peak, which must be nearer sixty than fifty miles.  The channel between the group and this isolated mass was, at least, twelve leagues in width.  These twelve leagues were now to be run, and our young navigator thought he had made fully three of them, when light returned.

From that moment every mile made a sensible difference in the face of the mountain.  Light and shadow first became visible; then ravines, cliffs, and colours, came into the view.  Each league that he advanced increased Mark’s admiration and awe; and by the time that the boat was on the last of those leagues which had appeared so long, he began to have a more accurate idea of the sublime nature of the phenomenon that had been wrought so near him.  Vulcan’s Peak, as an island, could not be less than eight or nine miles in length, though its breadth did not much exceed two.  Running north and south, it offered its narrow side to the group of the crater, which had deceived its solitary observer.  Yes! of the millions on earth, Mark Woolston, alone, had been so situated as to become a witness of this grand display of the powers of the elements.  Yet, what was this in comparison with the thousand vast globes that were rolling about in space, objects so familiar as to be seen daily and nightly without raising a thought, in the minds of many, from the created to the creator?  Even these globes come and go, and men remain indifferent to the mighty change!

The wind had been fresh in crossing the strait, and Mark was not sorry when his pigmy boat came under the shadow of the vast cliffs which formed the northern extremity of the Peak.  When still a mile distant, he thought he was close on the rocks; nor did he get a perfectly true idea of the scale on which this rare mountain had been formed until running along at its base, within a hundred yards of its rocks.  Coming in to leeward, as a matter of course, Mark found comparatively smooth water, though the unceasing heaving and setting of the ocean rendered it a little hazardous to go nearer to the shore.  For some time our explorer was fearful he should not be able to land at all; and he was actually thinking of putting about, to make the best of his way back, while light remained to do so, when he came off a place that seemed fitted by art, rather than by nature, to meet his wishes.  A narrow opening appeared between two cliffs, of about equal height, or some hundred feet in elevation, one of which extended further into the ocean than its neighbour.  The water being quite smooth in this inlet, Mark ventured to enter it, the wind favouring his advance.  On passing this gateway, he found himself nearly becalmed, in a basin that might be a hundred yards in diameter, which was not only surrounded by a sandy beach, but which had also a sandy bottom.  The water was several fathoms deep, and it was very easy to run the bows of the boat anywhere on the beach.  This was done, the sails were furled, and Mark sprang ashore, taking the grapnel with him.  Like Columbus, he knelt on the sands, and returned his thanks to God.