How much more then Christopherus Columbus! The enterprise was common in that all stood to profit.

It was royal errand, world service! So he thought and sailed in some tranquillity of mind for San Domingo.
But the Adelantado said in my ear.

"There will be a vast to-do! Maybe I'll sail the _Margarita_ to the end." He was the prophet! It was late June.

Hispaniola rose, faint, faint, upon the horizon.
All crowded to look.

There, there before us dwelled countrymen, fellow mariners, fellow adventurers forth from the Old into the New! It was haven; it was Spain in the West; it was Our Colony.
The Admiral gazed, and I saw the salt tears blind his eyes.