Morning journal and courier., 1883-11-21
Price Three Cents

l steamer was agreeably small this year, con- sisting only of an English gentleman, two English ladies, the conductor, Mir E. Fl. Cock, another newspaper correspondent and my self. There are a number of other people aboard who expect to take essentially the same journey, but have not yet formally joined, for fear of dissgreeabls telegrams summoning them back home before the trip has been fairly begun.
 Our voyage thus far has been an agreeable surprise. Of course I knew that an ocean voyage of three weeks must involve the ssrao- ing main, !" at least to some extent; and we got our taste of it the first week. Ths day of our start was an ideal one, the sea main- taining glassy smoothness till we had re. tired. The morning dawned and then old Eo- Jus loosed his winds for three days frolic that reduced our average daily progress to less than 15O miles. About thirty of our thir- ty-four passengers felt as though it was a mis- take that they had ever been born. The spray of the mountain pillows continually washed the upper deck, and all portholes were or deTed closed and locked. Philanthropio persons when ordering meals consult ed simply the preference of the fishes. Our misery culminated Saturday night, when portable articles of furniture wandered about the cabins after fashion that would have eclipsed any spiritualistic seance ever given. I suppose that about this time would have feebly walled ''yes, ' if An Fah, our cabin steward, had asked permission to throw my luggage overheard; and doubtless I would have witnessed the operation without pro- test or any special interest. But the supreme spasm of anguish was still to come. lay listening to the bowling of the winds outside and the crashing of the crockery inside when great lurch of the laboring ship wrecked my berth entirely from it's moorings and pre-. cipitated me with all the belongings of my couch clear across the cabin directly into the embrace of my grooming roommate. There lay for few moments in the debris, specu- lating as to whether I had been struck by lightning or another Java earthquake had oc- cured. But at such a supreme moment of seeming danger there IS one comforting thought which never fails of bringing assur- ance and it quieted my apprehensions; how many, many such gales the gallant old ship has weathered!
 Morning came and the storm king seemed to have been propitiated. The waves still rolled high, but the sun shone, and by tying our chairs to the rail we could sit on deck stomach permitting.) At first there was some talk of service. missionary agreed to drum up sermon, if only an audience could be found somewhere. There was a strong suspicion, however, that it would be difficult to find anyone on board that was in worshipful mood, and when 1t came to the test guess there was no one of the minis ters who was anxious to punctuate any of his carefully prepared discourses with the
 udicrous capers and gyrations which would inevitably disturb his clerical equilibrium Think how it would have spoiled the force of good rounded period for the minister to have to bolt for the lavatory just after hay ing delivered it ! Besides that we all knew at that time that our condition was (V)retched, and there was no need of telling us so.
 Our subsequent voyage has been unquali- fedly restful and enjoyable. EMILE.