Sea-sickness being a weakness of Our Artist, he determines to be fore-armed, and accordingly provides himself with a few simple preventives, warmly recommended by his various friends.
IN THE CARIBBEAN SEA.
Our Artist, having indulged rather freely in the different preventives, gets things mixed, and wishes that his friends and their confounded antidotes were at the bottom of the Dead Sea.
ARRIVAL AT ASPINWALL.
First impressions of the city and its inhabitants.—Colored citizens on the dock, awaiting the steamer's advent.