The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-09-26

the will over human affairs, confessing that had little of it. and wishing that i could induce mysterious monitor to call me fool, if that would make me similar to this resolute epicure before me.
 In the meantime my brother Theodore was eating, drinking, talking, as if he were maritime veteran so busy was he that he quite forgot me, save when the new dishes came round then he would urge me to take some more food, and finding me unwilling, would help himself coPiously, saying, with laugh, that he must do duty for both.
 l Very soon the poor dyspeptic finds himself Cleft on board ship His glum face and breeding fancies scare away the gay, and alarm the too sympathetic with fears on their own account.
 Who that has felt the solitude of the banqueting table can forget it2-the clash of knives and forks, the sharp rattling of plates, the clinking and chiming of glasses, the sudden laugh, the gurgling appre- ciation of bon mot, the odors of meats, drinks, fruits, flowers, compounded and recompounced, until the olfactory sense is paralyzed and beyond discrimination {; the confidential buzz of walters, the sighs of repletion, the grunts of impotence. the compliments of gallantry, and the light laughter of ladies' voices. bore with this unsympathetic gayety as long as 1 could and then, in spite of Theodcre's reproachful remonstrances, of the doctors perfunctory behests "to make myself comfortable" and ofthe man of will l" to sit it out" left the saloon and it's diners and staggered up on deck. As went to the companions door l collided with gentleman, who begged my pardon in kindly manner. apologized also, and looking into his face, recognized one that l had seen at table near to ours. Itwas that of youngish man, with an elderly, thoughtful expression, rather odd, if not peculiar. At sea ceremony is often sus- pended, and sort of nautical soci4bility arises that one never feels ashore. Our collision broaght myself and fellow-pass- enger into conversational touch.
 You are like me, fear," began the stranger, not able to stand the heat and noise of the saloon"
 am indeed driven from it." 1 re- turned. |" cannot eat and drink as most of our guests seem to do. What aston iShes me most, however, is that delicate ladies dare indulge in so many kinds of rich food"
 "TheyFll all be ill tomorrow, and some of them will not get better before we sight Fire Island" My companion laughed quiet, low, interpretive sort of laugh, as he uttered these predictions.
 Where is Fire Island ?" asked.
 Haven't you bin to America before?" The voice and accent of the gentleman seemed to change abrubtly, becoming vulgar and eager.
 No; am crossing the Atlantic for the first time."
 Splendid country, America. You'll make your fortune quick over there"
 hope may" cried l, with a cheer ful tone.
 Don't put it that way" said the other, advisingly. "Say you will make your fortune, and you'll make your pile."
 Why, you are of the sa me school as gentleman spoke with at dinner"
 "What school dye mean ?" demanded the stranger, with another change of de- meanor and in an almost agitated voice, while he scrutinized me narrowly in the faint light proceeding from the saloon window near us.
 was surprised, and remained a mo- ment silent, during which the eyes of the questioner explored me keenly. mean, simply, that the gentleman told me that will-power is cure for sea- sickness"
 Ha, hal Funny philosophy, isn't it ?" The laugh was mixture of artifce and relief "So he told you that will-power cures sea-sickness ?"
 "Yes."
 "Do you believe it ?"
 "I am going to try it."
 And you're in the right of it, sir Wills everything in this world. say, if you go to America with your mind made up 10 win, your fortunes made, dead cer- tain. But If you don't will it, then you had better take ticket home again That gentleman in the saloon is an American, you bet. What's his namer"
 cannot tell you," replied, getting tired of the conversation, and feeling a growing dislike to the man. What sort of a man is he?" de- manded he with irritating insisteucy.
 :" He is tall, hne-looking, imposing gentleman"
 with black moustaches and chin beard?"
 "Yes."
 "l believe he's New York banker" said my companion with hushed respect. heard the stewards talking about him. He's millionaire. Did he tell you to use your will power to cure sea-sickness ?" "Yes."
 "Then follow it, sir. When million aire gives advice gratis, mans fool not to take it. But say, mister, it's getting cold; suppose we go into the smoking-room. A glass of whisky will do you good keeps the chills off the stomach, and so keeps off sea-sickness. Do you smoker"
 "No; do not" answered with a shudder. "Well, then, let me advise you to be- gin right here. Smoking cured me of sea-sickness when was quite little boy.