The captain made his reckoning at noon, and added to the reading-- "Seventy-five miles from the entrance of Avatcha Bay.

We ought to see land before sunset." About four in the afternoon we discovered the coast just where the captain said we should find it.

The mountains that serve to guide one toward Avatcha Bay were exactly in the direction marked on our chart.
To all appearances we were not a furlong from our estimated position.
How easily may the navigator's art appear like magic to the ignorant and superstitious.
The breeze was light, and we stood in very slowly toward the shore.

By sunset we could see the full outline of the coast of Kamchatka for a distance of fifty or sixty miles.

The general coast line formed the concavity of a small arc of a circle.