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CHAPTER FIFTH.–First Rapid- An Unfortunate Individual-A Step Backward-Several
Individuals in a State of Excitement-Tin Pans not exactly the thing-A Breakfast Extin-
CHAPTER SEVENTH.--Panama-Cathedral and Convents--Religious Ceremonies-Amal-
CHAPTER TWELFTH --Sutter's Fort-A Herd of Cattle—“Lassoing? --Rio de los Ameri-
canos-A Disappointed Hunter-A Californian Serenade-A Mule and his Rider-Parting
istics--Theatrical Tendencies-Jack in the After-Piece--Miners on a “Spree"--The Wrong
ens consigned to a Volcano-A Donkey " non est':-Ox rersus Donkey--Same Medicine pre-
scribed-Lake Nicaragua-Grenada-A" Priest" in a Convent-"Our" Horse-A Group of
Islands-Cross the Lake-Mr. Derbyshire's Plantation-Breakfast--Bullocks stepping on
Board-Sail for San Carlos-Magnificent Scene--A Hymn of Thanks--A Mountain City-
Gold Mines--Arrival at San Carlos-Custom House Regulations repudiated,
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENTH.--Passage down the San Juan River--Castilian Rapids-
The "Director''-- Arrival at San Juan-Boarded by a Posse of Negroes-- British Protectorate-
Philanthropy of Great Britain-Her Magnanimous and Disinterested Conduct towards the
Nations of the Earth-Nicaragna graciously remembered-A Hunt for a Sovereign-A Full-
Grown King Discovered-His Diplomacy-Invincibility- Amusements and Coronation-His
First Pair of Pantaloons-Hail "King of the Mosquito Coast"!!!-All hail, Jamaca I.!!!
“Ilear! hear !!!"
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTH.-Sail for Home--Pass the Golden Gate"-Sad Condition
of the Passengers-Graves at the Base of the Snowy Mountains-Land Recedes-Luxuries on
CHAPTER THIRTY-SECOND.-A Non-Fandango-Marriage Engagement broken-Start
INCLUDING A DESCRIPTION OF THE
PANAMA AND NICARAGUA ROUTES.
SAIL FROM NEW YORK-OUR PILOT LEAVES US-LAND RECEDES FROY VIEW-SEA.
SICKNESS-A WHALE-ENTER THE GULF STREAM-ENCOUNTER A GALE-ENTER THE TROPIC OF CANCER—“LAND, AO!"-CAYCOS AND TURK'S ISLANDS-ST. DOMINGO--CUBA -EXTER THE CARIBBEAN SEA-SPORTING-SUNDAY-STANDING IN FOR THE PORT OF CHAGRES- BEAUTIFUL SCENE-DROP ANCHOR.
DEAR READER :—If you have visited California, you will find nothing in these pages to interest you; if you have not, they may serve to kill an idle hour. On the 27th of January, 1849, having previously engaged passage, I had my baggage taken on
I board the bark “Marietta,” lying at Pier No. 4, East River, preparatory to sailing for Chagres, en route to California. It was 9, A.M. A large concourse of friends and spectators had collected on the pier to witness our departure, and after two hours of confusion and excitement, we let go our hawser-and, as we swung around into the stream, received the last adieus of our friends on shore. We were taken in tow by a steam-tug, and were soon under way, our bowsprit pointing seaward. We occupied our time, while running down the bay, in writing notes to our friends, our pilot having kindly volunteered to deliver them. We passed Forts Hamilton and Diamond at 1, P.M., and at three had made Sandy Hook. Our pilot's boat, which had been laying off, came along side to receive him; we gave our last thoughts into his charge, and bade him adieu.