The night falls suddenly; the air grows cool and moist; a great golden star sails through the sky, leaving a wake of fire. O Island Home! made sacred with a birth and with a death! haunted with sweet and solemn memories! What if thy rocking palm boughs are as muffled music and thy reef a dirge? The joy bells that have rung in the happy past shall ring again in the hopeful future, and life grows rosy in the radiance of the Afterglow.

These typographical errors have been corrected by the etext transcriber:

Summer Cruising in the South Seas — Part 180

green aad glorious mountains=>green and glorious mountains

Summer Cruising in the South Seas — Part 180

symptoms of returningday;=>symptoms of returning day;

Summer Cruising in the South Seas — Part 180

Hello! the coffee-pot in ablaze again=>Hello! the coffee-pot in a blaze again

about one for ever human;=>about one for every human;

to thin khow Tahiti must look=>to think how Tahiti must look

Centipede Avenue, Papete=>Centipede Avenue, Papeete

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