_This Diary contains no story and no very thrilling adventure. While cruising about on the coasts of the Mediterranean last Spring, I amused myself by writing down every day what I saw and what I thought._ _I saw but the water, the sun, clouds and rocks,--I can tell of nought else,--and my thoughts were mere nothings, such as are suggested by the rocking of the waves, lulling and bearing one along._…
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