The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-01-18

all play at full head" ana the city gen.
orally is as free from dust as a country
church yard. 1t is all very nice, very nice
indeed. and L must say like Paris, though
l cannot quite ike the Parisians.
My return trip from France was one long
agony-a compound of cold and nausea be-
yond all power of language to describe.
Nor would / dare describe in their COM
pleteness the scenes of that day on the lit
tie channel steamer from Dieppe to New
haven The rain fell in torrents soon after
we left Paris, and VIXEN we got out at Dieppe
the rain was driven by fierce wind. cold
enough for November in the United States.
We had time to Eat big dinner before the
boat moved, and then began an experience
more dreadful not TO be dangerous than
any ever heard of or could believe possible
on salt water.
No sooner did the vessel glide clear of
the pier walls than it seemed to actually
bound into the air, like a wild horse re-
leased from his fastenings. The next in
slant 1t was going down, down till the
bowsprlt appeared to point to the bottom:
then 1t rolled to larboard till the waves
dashed over the rail, and then to starboard
tlll-so one of the sailors said-the water
went down the low smokestacks. Then
followed short, chopping seas, then jerks
and Jumps and long rolls in such rapid
succession that no calculation would en-
able one to stand, | never saw "bucking
broncho" In the far west make such wild
jumps. Everything that was loose rolled
or flew from side to side; the passengers
fell in all directions. A few reached the
cabin, but the close air drove them out
again, and they retched and agonized on
deck. On all sides was heard a horrible
chorus of groans, oaths. crying and gurg-
ling calls on ''Yor-r-rk''
For the first time in my experience with
seasickness / actually thought | should
die. 1t did not seem possible that any
stomach could endure such wrenching
without destruction. I did just manage
to lie on a bench, face downward.
and there I endured four hours of such
nausea as, fortunately, is seldom allotted
to man. The wind blew with such force
that the awnings We're no protection; the
rain swept horizontally under them and
drenched ali on that side of the ships
house. 1t was a cold rain indeed. but it
helped us. ! SEW one man living forward
dashed against the side, and the crest of il
rose high above the rail and came down on
him in a solid mass. 1t was as if hogs
head of cold salt water had been dashed on
ones chest and midriff Yet he never
stirred or even shivered. He told me after
we got ashore that his stomach had ex-
hausted its contents, and still working
away was beginning to bring blood The
result was such an intolerable burning
that the cold water actually felt good
At last we moored at New Haven, and
little by little the pale and woebegone pas
sengers got their luggage in shape for the
custom house and went ashore-ali but
two. who had to be carried. Of these the
gentleman appeared to be in a comatose
condition, but the doctor promptly an
nounced that he was only chilled through
and would revive when he got warm. The
lady's case was more serious. She could
scarcely lift hand or turn finger. her
face was like that of the dying and blood
oozed from her lips. The doctor thought it
serious, and as we waited for the train the
word went around among the passengers
that she had produced serious rupture in
the stomach by violent retching. 1t is very
rare, indeed, that seasicllness produces
death, and then generally by the breaking
of blood vessels. Many of the passengers
who had sailed in all seas declared that
this passage was the worst they ever had.
and not a few swore by all the tabled gods
that they would never venture on the
channel again. But they will, just the
same.
| was surprised at the rapidity with
which the French officials passed us
through the Dieppe custom house, but
still more by the Englishmen at New Ha-
ven. They did not so much as look at
most of the luggage, and simply asking
me if | had any spirits or tobacco chalk
ed the leather" and courteously told me
to pass on. The ride to London was a
sweet restorative A heavy chill and a
light fever, followed by sleep horrible
with Nightmares, were the "sequela'' of
my sickness; day on the lounge with
toast and tea restored to me stomach
right side up with care and | was ready
for ride up the Thames.
The sixty-three miles to Oxford were
passed in seventy-three minutes, which |
considered pretty good running; but some
of these trains out o. London make mile
a minute, exclusive Of stops, of which they
make very few. j. II. BEADLE.