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Three
natives
volunteered
to
go
with
us
to
Tahiti
,
where
we
thought
it
likely
that
we
should
be
able
to
procure
a
sufficient
crew
of
sailors
to
man
our
vessel
;
so
we
accepted
their
offer
gladly
.
It
was
a
bright
,
clear
morning
when
we
hoisted
the
snow-white
sails
of
the
pirate
schooner
and
left
the
shores
of
Mango
.
The
missionary
and
thousands
of
the
natives
came
down
to
bid
us
God-speed
and
to
see
us
sail
away
.
As
the
vessel
bent
before
a
light
,
fair
wind
,
we
glided
quickly
over
the
lagoon
under
a
cloud
of
canvas
.
Just
as
we
passed
through
the
channel
in
the
reef
the
natives
gave
us
a
loud
cheer
;
and
as
the
missionary
waved
his
hat
,
while
he
stood
on
a
coral
rock
with
his
grey
hairs
floating
in
the
wind
,
we
heard
the
single
word
"
Farewell
"
borne
faintly
over
the
sea
That
night
,
as
we
sat
on
the
taffrail
gazing
out
upon
the
wide
sea
and
up
into
the
starry
firmament
,
a
thrill
of
joy
,
strangely
mixed
with
sadness
,
passed
through
our
hearts
;
for
we
were
at
length
"
homeward
bound
"
and
were
gradually
leaving
far
behind
us
the
beautiful
,
bright-green
coral
islands
of
the
Pacific
Ocean
.