The Green Forest tribune., 1893-08-10
LETTER FROM OLD MEXICO.
BY c. E, FOREMAN,

sheet of water. Away across the
bay can be seen the crumbling
walls OF an old French fort, We
visited this, From here one pro-
cures splendid view Of the city, as
it is spread out before you like a
map. 1t is & beautiful sight and re-
minds one OF the pictures represent
ing the old Egyptian cities. I was
entertained at the "Espanola"
4Spanish) hotel, where paid S1.50
per day for room and cot-bed,
and SO cents per meal at the erestur-
ant for board, l was quite well
pleased when we steamed out of
the bay on board the Rio Yoqua.
But if was glad to get aboard
her | was doubly SO to get once
more on terra frma. We started
at eight o'clock in the evening, the
stars shown out in all the splendor
OF the semilropical night, the placid
old Pacific was as smooth as glass,
and, as we gazed down into her
depths from the deck, she looked
so innocent we could hardly realize
her to be the guilty party to SO
many dark deeds; that deep in her
inviting bosom was the last resting
place OF thousands Of Gods noblest
,creation-human beings. Yet, for
all her placidity, ripping, good
behavior, how helpless is man in
her grasp when it is her will to be
angry with him.
~A'Roll on, deep dark-blue ocean, roll!
Ten thousand fleets sweep o er thee in vain
Man marks the earth with ruin, but the wa
tery plain
~.Fhe wrecks all thy deed and not a shadow
OF mans ravage save his own,
When he sinks Tor a moment with hubbling groan
lnto thy depths, unknelled, uncoflined and un-
known -
The notes OF travel that [ took
-on my trip read something like I
have written above, for the first
night. The following morning the
southern sun rose in all it's splen-
.dor-and warmth, too. The upper
deck was exceedingly hot, the cab
in hotter, and the lower deck the
only place bearable, and that only
.on the shady side of the cabin.
There was hardly a breath of air
stirring. They say it is the dark
&. est hour just before dawn, and it
was something on this principle
with our breeze. Finally it began
to- blow gently, as if Eolus was
carefully untieing one sack at
time-just feeling SO that he might
stop WHEN satisfied. But that ven
cradle god was not so accommodate
ing as he would have you think, tor
he kept steadily on after we had
distinctly said, "nuff." By noon
the breeze had approached the dig
nifty of gale, and again we said
enough, but the god of the winds
kept right on and needed not our
prayers. About this time of day
we felt that something was wrong
A'down below" Now, dear reader,
do not misapprehend my meaning.
! dc not refer to the ship, although
it would have been quite natural
rs everything seemed to have gone
wrong and she was rocking violent
ly. We are gloomy and melan-
cholly; we feel as if lite was surely
as much OF failure as the bards,
and sages Of the present day claim
marriage is. We felt that we, par
ticulArly, were failure. | say we
felt this, don't understand me to
mean we said this or even thought
it. About this time had strong
inclination to bend over the railing
and look down into the waves, not
that there was anything there |
wanted to see, either, for | closed
my eyes and opened up the valves
OF my interior and deposited the
contents of a side-table of a Guy
mas Chinese restaurant into the
"raging billows." Although there
wasn't anything else, this was not
all. Then my travelling notes read
like this: l2:30p. m. sick. $3.50
sicker. 6:3O sickest. Midnight
worse. 2:30 q. m,, worser. $3.50
worsest. | felt like l had never
eaten anything in my life and made
a solem vow that | never would.
We traced the food we had lost
over board back to Guymas, then
when that was gone, we lost the
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