The passages between Valparaiso and the Crater had usually consumed about five weeks, though somewhat dependent on the state of the trades.  On this occasion the run was rather long, it having been attempted to find a new course.  Formerly, the vessels had fallen in with the Crater, between Betto’s group and the Reef, which was bringing them somewhat to leeward, and Mr. Woolston now thought he would try a more southern route, and see if he could not make the Peak, which would not only bring him to windward, but which place was certainly giving him a more striking object to fall in with than the lower islands of the group.

It was on the morning of one of the most brilliant days of those seas, that Captain Saunders met the ex-governor on the quarter-deck, as the latter appeared there for the first time since quitting his berth, and announced that he had just sent look-outs aloft to have a search for the land.  By his reckoning they must be within twelve leagues of the Peak, and he was rather surprised that it was not yet visible from the deck.  Make it they must very shortly; for he was quite certain of his latitude, and did not believe that he could be much out of the way, as respected his longitude.  The cross-trees were next hailed, and the inquiry was made if the Peak could not be seen ahead.  The answer was, that no land was in sight, in any part of the ocean!

For several hours the ship ran down before the wind, and the same extraordinary vacancy existed on the waters!  At length an island was seen, and the news was sent down on deck.  Towards that island the ship steered, and about two in the afternoon, she came up close under its lee, and backed her topsail.  This island was a stranger to all on board!  The navigators were confident they must be within a few leagues of the Peak, as well as of the volcano; yet nothing could be seen of either, while here was an unknown island in their places!  This strange land was of very small dimensions, rising out of the sea about three hundred feet.  Its extent was no great matter, half a mile in diameter perhaps, and its form nearly circular.  A boat was lowered, and a party pulled towards it.

As Mr. Woolston approached this as yet strange spot, something in its outlines recurred to his memory.  The boat moved a little further north, and he beheld a solitary tree.  Then a cry escaped him, and the whole of the terrible truth flashed on his mind.  He beheld the summit of the Peak, and the solitary tree was that which he had himself preserved as a signal.  The remainder of his paradise had sunk beneath the ocean!

On landing, and examining more minutely, this awful catastrophe was fully confirmed.  No part of Vulcan’s Peak remained above water but its rocky summit, and its venerable deposit of guano.  All the rest was submerged; and when soundings were made, the plain, that spot which had almost as much of Heaven as of earth about it, according to the unenlightened minds of its inhabitants, was found to be nearly a hundred fathoms deep in the ocean!