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The Kayack's followed on, in our wake. We looked forward - others - & others were coming as if to welcome us to their Bay & Homes. 
As we neared the land, how eager was I to catch every [[insertion]]view [[/insertion]] [[strikethrough]] opportunity to [[/strikethrough]] that was within my sight.
My eyes wandered far back to the most distant mountain, then [[insertion]] I brought them [[/insertion]] quickly to those which seemed about to shake hands with me, [[pirecing?]]into their nooks their [[Time?]] worn nooks - [[insertion]] now [[/insertion]] up to their pinnacles -now down to their broad [[massive?]] bases. I was happy!
We saw the little Danish flag on the hill that stands as sentinel to the Rock-Ribbed [[strikethrough]] Baby [[/strikethrough]] Bay. - We passed on - the Western ridge that runs far out into [[insertion]] the [[/insertion]] sea stole away the winds which were so [[strikethrough]] quickly [[strikethrough]] [[insertion]] gracefully [[/insertion]] carrying [[strikethrough]] up [[/strikethrough]] us directly to our chosen port.  Yet enough [[strikethrough]] ? [[/strikethrough]] forward us to go slowly on. Soon
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Holsteinborg in all the imperial Greatness of the World met our eye. Tis true H. [[insertion]] olsteinborg [[/insertion]] was not gaudily attired as some King's palaces might be.
But there she was & [[underlined]] IS, [[underlined]] sparking in diamonds of pure water radiating [[insertion]] rainbows [[/insertion]] in continual sun light
There she was - & IS, surrounded by Walls more ancient than Jerusalem or Thibes or [[strikethrough]] Bable [[/strikethrough]] Babel Town - of God's Creation - Mountains that seem to prop up this Arctic sky - Mountains whose southern sides are now clothed in green [[strikethough]] & [[/strikethrough]] laughing flowers - [[insertion]] & [[/insertion]] whose northern arm [[strikethrough]] resting [[/strikethrough]] rests beneath a bed of white more chaste than [[strikethrough]] all [[/strikethrough]] that [[strikethrough]] is of honored]] [[/strikethrough]] of Kings & Queens.

At. 10 [[insertion]] o'[[/insertion]] clock, A.M. this day, the 7th of July 1860, the 40th day from the Port of New London, United States we came to anchor Here.  We Raised National Colors - streamers & ships [[insertion]] Flag - The Governor of H. raised the Danish Flag [[/insertion]]. Had it not been for headwinds
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