is on Garden Key, where there is a harbor, and in it were confined various political prisoners during the Civil War, among them some who were concerned in the conspiracy to assassinate President Lincoln. Here, with the encircling waters of the Gulf all around us, terminates this visit to the Sunny South. As we have progressed, the gradual blending of the temperate into the torrid zone, with the changing vegetation, has reminded of Bayard Taylor's words: "There, in the wondering airs of the Tropics, Shivers the Aspen, still dreaming of cold: There stretches the Oak from the loftiest ledges, His arms to the far-away lands of his brothers, And the Pine tree looks down on his rival, the Palm." And as the journey down the Florida Peninsula has displayed some of the most magnificent winter resorts of the American Riviera, with their wealth of tropical foliage, fruits and flowers, and their seductive and balmy climate, this too has reminded of Cardinal Damiani's glimpse of the "Joys of Heaven": "Stormy winter, burning summer, rage within these regions never, But perpetual bloom of roses and unfading spring forever; Lilies gleam, the crocus glows, and dropping balms their scents deliver." Along this famous peninsula the sea rolls with ceaseless beat upon some of the most gorgeous beaches of the American coast. To the glories of tropical vegetation and the charms of the climate, Florida thus adds the magnificence of its unrivalled marine environment. Everywhere upon these pleasant coasts-- "The bridegroom, Sea, Is toying with his wedded bride,--the Shore. He decorates her shining brow with shells, And then retires to see how fine she looks, Then, proud, runs up to kiss her." TRAVERSING THE PRAIRIE LAND. VI. TRAVERSING THE PRAIRIE LAND.