The Days Pass Happily With Me Wherever

To Know The Laws That Govern The Winds, And To Know That You Know Them, Will Give You An Easy Mind On Your Voyage Round The World; Otherwise You May Tremble At The Appearance Of Every Cloud.

And Now, Without Having Wearied My Friends, I Hope, With Detailed Scientific Accounts, Theories, Or Deductions, I Will Only Say That I Have Endeavoured To Tell Just The Story Of The Adventure Itself.

I Once Knew A Writer Who, After Saying Beautiful Things About The Sea, Passed Through A Pacific Hurricane, And He Became A Changed Man.

Good Work In The Building Of My Vessel Stood Me Always In Good Stead.

Anyhow, A Philosophical Turn Of Thought Now Was Not Amiss, Else One's Patience Would Have Given Out Almost At The Harbour Entrance. The Term Of Her Probation Was Eight Days.