I seemed less often on an eminence or in a pit; my glassy azure dales had gentler slopes, or a distemper was melting from my eyes.
At least I know that I had now less work to keep my frail ship trim, though this also may have come by use and practice.

In the beginning one or other of my legs had been for ever trailing in the sea, to keep the hen-coop from rolling over the other way; in fact, as I understand they steer the toboggan in Canada, so I my little bark.

Now the necessity for this was gradually decreasing; whatever the cause, it was the greatest mercy the day had brought me yet.

With less strain on the attention, however, there was more upon the mind.

No longer forced to exert some muscle twice or thrice a minute, I had time to feel very faint, and yet time to think.