We spent the whole of the day, however, on deck, and purposely slackened the speed of the boat, which usually travels some thirty miles an hour, in order to enjoy the effect and observe the details of the landscape.

For the first few miles our voyage lay through the open plain.

Then we passed, on the left as we ascended the stream, the mountain on whose summit I tried with my binocular to discern the Astronaut, but unsuccessfully, the trees on the lower slopes intercepting the view.

Eveena, seeing my eyes fixed on that point, extended her hand and gently drew the glass out of mine.
"Not yet," she said; which elicited from me the excuse-- "That mountain has for me remembrances more interesting than those of my voyage, or even than the hopes of return." Presently, as we followed the course of the stream, we lost sight altogether of the rapidly dwindling patches of colour representing the enclosures of Ecasfe.

On our left, at a distance varying from three to five miles, but constantly increasing as the stream bent to the northward, was the mountain range I had scanned in my descent.