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who had followed along with us, and had a horse, gave me the animal to ride across the strait, while the children swam. This island is called Cocoanut Island, because of a small cocoanut grove on it. There were plenty of shells here, but mostly beach worn. We staid some time, and found it was time to return lest our friends become alarmed. On returning, we found that the tide had risen, and I could not hold my feet high enough to keep them out of the water. Afterwards, I was told, that it is often too high, and sometimes too rough to cross. On this island is the quarantine hospital, never used but once. I felt a very pleasant tired when I got back, and they seemed be greatly surprised to find how far we had walked, it being more than two miles.