Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-03-06
FROM THE STATUE TO AsPlNwALL.
A Lively Voyage Graphically Described
by a Lady Tourist.

Precisely 99s miles from the God.
desS of Liberty aud her uplifled torch
lies San Salvador, the little island
where Columbus made his first land
ing in the New World. Some Slcri.
legious Yankee of later days has dub
bed it Waiting Island" but for our
selves, readers mine, let us stand by
the ancient name conferred by the
great d~iscoverer rs he knelt under
the shadow OF the cross.
Passing this historic bit Of land,
whose flash light may be seen far over
the ocean, "A run Of eighty miles brings
us close 10 the revolving beacon on
Bird Rock. Like others Of the Bahia.
ma group except llaytil. this small
island is owned by England and gov,
erned from Nassau, the revenue from
1t being barely sufficient 10 support It's
lighthouse. Aud thus il is, by bits of
territory scattered all around the
globe, that tie favorite boast of Bri-
tain is true, Upon her domains the
sun never sets.
A few hours later we reach For
tune Island. at which point if the
weather be favorable, letters may DO
put otf, TO be aiterward picked up by
some northward bound steamer of the
Atlas o: p-Sigc Nil lines. Eu; no
body Is advised TO pin his faith on the
reliability OF this postal service in com,
munications Of Importance, such, for
example, as a tardy proposal TO your
sweetheart or words of reconciliation
10 a one time friend. The chance,
however, brings blessed relief to those
who are suffering the first pangs Of
homesickness. even though the hasty
love messages never reach their desti.
nation. Letters seut in this way 20
without stamps. ship mail being al.
lowed to pass free in the United States,
10 the other end of the line. where
double postage is collected. Two boat
loads of Jamaica negroes came rowing
alongside by the dim light of a ores
cent moon, and the engine suddenly
stopped, as il the throbbing heart Of
the ship stood still with anxiety lest
the precious b. lgetof letters be lost in
Its perlous tr nsit TO the tossing bark
below.
About thiry miles beyond Fortune
Island the nodding OF palms that
fringe the shore Of Jamaica may be
seen, through a glass darkly, if you
happen to reach the place on a clear
day III the passage between that island
and the western end of Cuba. None
need to be told when the Caribbean
sea is entered. for the fact is at once
emphatically attested by the bolster.
Gus waves. The faces Of our neigh.
bors grow pale aud paler. then blue,
then CHASTITY gray; the nautical crank;
the flirtatious Spanlard, the patriotic
Englishman and American who had
been warding of this same emergency
by imbibing no end of champagne,
even those who had oftenest assertei
they were never, never sick at sea-"
stood not upon the order OF going, and
in less time than il takes TO tell il the
deck was comparatively deserted.
Then that sound that is SO familiar TO
e goers, that word that is the same
in all languages, and is always given
"Aeh iisib tHitSAioh vi lIoIC VI ltoo
intensity pronounced u-r-r-a-o-o-o-pD
is heard on every hand. When din
ner is on. racks having been put on the
tables 10 prevent the dishes, from fly.
ing across the cabin. the a-r-r-o-o-o-ps
r loudest, as if the organs of smell
We're somehow in COLLISION with Nep-
tunes stomach pump-causing all the
comnopent parus Vi the snip geuer-
u menu for a week past TO rise in re-
view before the stricken sufferer, as
the sins Of a dying man are said 10 do.
But nobody ever dies of s~easickness,
though its victims may wish them
selves a thousand leagues below. tits
surprising how the first glimpse of
land acts as Il curative. The moment
Manzanillo Island heaves into view,
the most helpless and hopeless of an
hour before begin TO bestir themselves
aud presently appear upon deck. And
here we are at last, humping against
the dock at Aspinwall. Fannie Il.
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