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The Channel Islands. 45 morning, in spite of a heavy sea that was running, and skies that were not full of promise, we took heart of grace, and departed in the little steamer that plies regularly once or twice a week between Alderney and Guernsey, wind and weather permitting. The passage is often frightfully rough, and on this occasion it was bad enough to draw from H. the remark that it was the happiest time he had yet spent in the Channel Islands. Every man to his taste, even the most eccentric and the most insane. Away we went, pitching and tossing, steering bravely and steadily amongst the rocks that abound on the Guernsey coast, over which the waves were dashing in angry, seething hillocks of foam and froth. ‘; The passage takes ahout two hours, and the steamer being very A pie 2 A As pe Lx apes ie DE mee 4 i> ‘Aen i bie ii, Pippy 1p yp ee Ze THE OLD HARBOUR, ALDERNEY. small, it is indeed, in tempestuous weather, a mauvais quart d’heure to those who are not sea-proof. On this occasion we mounted the bridge between the paddle-boxes, and had a most splendid game at see-saw. The boat went up and down like the swings one sees at a village fair, and if the play was varied, it was only to turn itself into the circular motion of a merry-go-round: that wonderful and misnamed instrument of torture, without which no fair would be perfect in youthful estimation. Our little steamer bravely made way, in spite of rough usage, and in due time we found ourselves nearing Alderney. The approach is at its finest point, where the cliffs are highest and grandest, and give rise to hopes and expectations not afterwards fulfilled. To-day the aspect as we neared the island was unusually splendid. Small detached rocks abounded, stretching far out around the coast, and Gomichboo ¢S) (E(©)