Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1890-06-13


the rest Of the voyage you must keep it
yourself and that will be d great deal bet
ter
'>Yes I think So, said Julian. And
tLiS is the way he kent il:
"Flfth day out feel very well, aud I
sleep very well, and l eat very well. \
man called me a sweet-potato plant The
waves are covered with white. 1t looks
like great many white birds on the wat
er. feel sleepy; Rosalie says it's the sea
air Everybody feels sleepy"
"SirH dag out-The men in the steer
age stood up and sang very loud, and the
name of the song was, When the Swal-
lows Homeward Fly. The st5erage
man didn't sing; he reads and
writes all the true, and he
isn't sea-sick. feel very well.
Rosalie's aunt feels very bad say good
night TO her in French, she told me how.
''SereaR day out-It is cold. I saw
ship. The man who called me sweet
potato plant showed il to me. He's
funny man. When it isn't his vacation he
goes to a school called Harvard College.
Once we were alone at the end of this ship,
and the sun made lots Of colors in the
water, where the waves were light on top.
The Harvard man called them rainbows,
and he said 4 am going to drop gold
ring into the sea-. 1t looked pretty going
down. He said the ring was a secret which
IL, oil b.,
sad. l like him. but not so much as the
steerage man. [ asked him if the ring was
valuable. He said, 1t was once Rosalie
says that sometimes happens to rings. She
is sorry for him, and so am I.
Eighth dag out There's going 10 be
concert 1t is for the passengers; only
the steerage people can't go, because they
are poor. 1t costs fifty cents to get in.
lady made picture of me, on a big piece
ofpaper Ny papa bought it. The money
is for a sick sailor l wanted to give it to
the steerage man, but my papa thought it
would hurt his feelings, and that is a worse
hurt than to shut your fingers in the crack
| of a door
Ninth day ott.-This is Sunday. 1t Is
getting monotOnous. That is Rosalie's
aunt's word She says it all the time. 1t
means the same as prunes and bread and
milk for supper, ana never anything else.
| The ship is in the middle Of a great blue
sea, and We are going very fast. In the
cabin where We eat there is flag hanging
over the piano. They put it there last
night for the concert. cit Is the American
| flag Rosalie told NE that once there was
an American in a foreign country, where
they spoke another way from his way, and
they were going to shoot him, because they
thought he was bad and he didn't know
| how TO tell them he wasn't, and just as
they were about to shoot, another Ameri
can came flying on horseback, and threw
the American flag around the first man.
and said to the people, Shoot if you dare!"
and nobody dared. This is true story.
! Rosalie has friend who is some relation
to the first man She says it is beautiful
story, and think so too. She said it was
because the Americans were so brave that
the other men didn't dare to hurt their
flag. | shall be brave because ! am an
American. To-day we saw good many
sails.
"TeRh day out-Last night | had some
pink ice-cream. but no one will have any
more because it is all gone. The steward
says So The oranges are most gone. Per-
haps we shall reach land tomorrow, and
then this journal will be all written. That
is, the words will be written. Rosalie says
that people sometimes write their thoughts
between the lines, ana you can't see the
writing. | asked her it she had written
anything with her thoughts between these
lines, and she said she wasn't quite sure
1t was the eleventh day out, and d gray
chilly morning. The passengers, first
cabin, second cabin, aud steerdge, were
peering eagerly through the mist that they
might not lose the first glimpse Of land.
Soon they saw dim spot in the distance,
then few lonely islands, then good piece
Of land with houses upon it. The black
ness of the water changed into strange
green, queer ships were tossing on the
waves and this was the beginning Of the
English Channel. The passengers hastily
finished their steamer letters and repacked
their steamer trunks and at this busy mo
ment Julian Newton quietly dropped his
unfinished sea journal on to the Steerage
deckage. No one noticed him, and the
book fell exactly where the child intended
it should, at the feet of the steerage man.
On either side of the water were long
stretches of land, over which hung low
lying clouds, gray clouds showing now and
then touch of rose color through the riffs.
Presently the steamer reached Flushing,
the first Dutch town, and the pilot boat
came across the water.
"The pilots eyes are black" said the
Harvard student, who was looking through
a glass 81 knew they would be-"
The six pretty young women laughed
and shook their heads and said blue eyes
often looked black at distance When
the pilot came ON board he was found to
have eyes of two colors-one black and
one blue. On this account the Harvard
student gave only three boxes of chocolate,
and received in turn only three sketches.
Rows of prim trees grew on the waters
edge; rows of red-roofed picture book
houses appeared among the trees; rows of
windmills stood up against the sky. The
steamer had entered tire river Schelde, and
at the end of the river high church tower
looked down upon the quaint roofs of Ant
werp, The Harvard student grew very
! merry. He had torn his sea hat into six
pieces, one for each of the six pretty young
women, who returned this delicate atten-
ton by giving him six hairs from their six
pretty heads They little knew how sad
the Harvard student could be, and that
four days before he had buried gold ring
in the middle of the Atlantic. The pilot
with the two colored eyes brought the
steamer safely into port, and the sixty first
cabin passengers sat that night around
! lower-decked table, and ate their farewell
| dinners. Going through the hotel court
! yard ON hen way to this dinner, Rosalie
Miller saw Julian seated before bowl of
| bread and milk in one Of the side rooms.
Il am eating my supper, said the child.
! THE steerage man was here, and he
! brought back the book gave 1t to him.
! | thought he might sell it when it got vau-
! able He said it was very kind and he