The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-07-06

every man forswear matrmony and become
nineteenth h-century monk.
Somehow you never realize the great bigness
of this world until you are stretched out on a
steamer chair and look at the vast eXpanse of
water all about you. 1t makes you feel as you
never felt before, how little you are and how big
God is 1t makes you wonder how many times
that great monster the deep, has taken into its
arms women who are happy and those who are
not, little children who were loved and great,
strong men who had thought nothing could con-
quer them, You wonder who the first man was
that went sailing and where he got his courage.
You wonder whether people realize the difference
between going across the ocean now and crossing
it twenty-five years ago, and then you wonder if
everybody ever does remember all their mercies.
sTEERAGE-BoRN BABY.
Just as you are wondering away word comes
that there has been a baby born in the steerage,
and you are invited down to see it. Everything
else is forgotten, and away you go. 1t is q
funny-looking little baby, with its big, black
eyes wide open and mop of black curly hair.
Its nationality is doubtful, its mother being
French, its father italian, we are getting near
Queenstown, and it's born under the English
flag. A collection Is taken up for it. Even the
people who are sea-sick don't mind giving some-
thing to the baby, because they think by doing
good deed they may be less ill. That's human
nature and sweet selfishness for you
DOGS AS FELLOW PASSENGERS.
The steerage is too close to the butcher shop
for me to resist paying a second visit to my Chum.
The meat has had its effect-a lively fight is GO
ing on, and Chum has his small remnant of tail
standing straight up in the air, while that brindle
pup and he are garlng at each other. try per-
suasion; it's no good. The butcher appears with
a BROOM and in way sweeps up the whole lot.
wait is called, and the four dogs sit glaring at
each other, earnestly praying that the butcher
and will soon depart and permit hostilities to
begin again. Any human being would think
that four dogs going across the ocean together
would be good friends, but not these four. All
three of them hate the brindle pup for being SICK
and the orinde pup hates them for not being
sick, and they hate each other for any special
courtesy they think butcher or owner may have
given them. When L appear Chum looks de-
lighted, and the other three grieved. When
the young man who owns the brindle pup comes
to the fore the pup becomes ecstatic, and the
other three look sharp with "Hawkshaw the
detective" air about them. Neither believes in
the other, and weeks acquaintance has made
them, from a mental and spiritual standpoint,
grow further apart than they were in the begin
ming. don't know whether il is the butchers
influence, the meat or the original sin that exists
in dogs but the result is at once curious and un-
desirable
THE TERRIER DIDN'T LIKE IRELAND
AT the first sight Of Queenstown have caught
up my dog, hiding him under my travelling cloak
have taken him on deck to see old Ireland and to
appreciate his liking for it, He evidently does
not hope for a pleasant time while he is there
for series of prolonged walls is his method of
announcing his presence on board, and it becomes
necessary for nee to take him back to the butcher
make but one request, it is that as soon as am
well out of hearing the butcher will give him the
soundest thrashing he ever had in his life. All
the other dogs grin, and the butcher looks happy.
WOMAN'S COMPLAINTS ON BOARD SHIP.
m al ha MI onfn - ,
on the ocean depends very much ON yourself
With proper preparation of pills beforehand a
prescription from your doctor and little care as
to what you eat, the normal woman ought to