Fitch, John, Westcott's Life of Giddings, Joshua R., The Exiles of Florida by Goadby, Henry, A Text-Book of Animal and Vegetable Physiology by Gray's Botanical Series Household Book of Poetry, by C. A. Dana Inductive Sciences, History of the, by Whewell Journey due North, A, by G. A. Sala Kingsley, Charles, Sir Walter Raleigh and his Time, with other Papers by Library of Old Authors Life beneath the Waters New Priest in Conception Bay, The Pascal, Études sur, par M. Victor Cousin Pellico, Silvio, Lettres de Physiology, Animal and Vegetable, by Henry Goadby Poe's Poetical Works Raleigh, Sir Walter, and his Time, with other Papers, by C. Kingsley Rational Medicine, Brief Expositions of, by Jacob Bigelow Robertson, Rev. F. W., Sermons by Sea-Shore, Common Objects of the, by J. G. Wood Stephenson, George, Smiles's Life of Summer Time in the Country Thoughts on Matter and Force, by Thomas Ewbank Vocabularies, A Volume of, by T. Wright Webster, John, Dramatic Works of Whewell's History of the Inductive Sciences Wright, Thomas, A Volume of Vocabularies by THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY. VOL. II.--JUNE, 1858.--NO. VIII. CHESUNCOOK. At 5 P.M., September 13th, 185-, I left Boston in the steamer for Bangor by the outside course. It was a warm and still night,--warmer, probably, on the water than on the land,--and the sea was as smooth as a small lake in summer, merely rippled. The passengers went singing on the deck, as in a parlor, till ten o'clock. We passed a vessel on her beam-ends on a rock just outside the islands, and some of us thought that she was the "rapt ship" which ran "on her side so low That she drank water, and her keel ploughed air," not considering that there was no wind, and that she was under bare poles. Now we have left the islands behind and are off Nahant. We behold those features which the discoverers saw, apparently unchanged. Now we see the Cape Ann lights, and now pass near a small village-like fleet of mackerel fishers at anchor, probably off Gloucester. They salute us with a shout from their low decks; but I understand their "Good evening", to mean, "Don't run against me, Sir." From the wonders of the deep we go below to get deeper sleep. And then the absurdity of being waked up in the night by a man who wants the job of blacking your boots! It is more inevitable than seasickness, and may have something to do with it. It is like the ducking you get on crossing the line the first time. I trusted that these old customs were abolished. They might with the same propriety insist on blacking your face. I heard of one man who complained that somebody had stolen his boots in the night; and when he found them, he wanted to know what they had done to them,--they had spoiled them,-- he never put that stuff on them; and the boot-black narrowly escaped paying damages.