Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-10-29
ABOARD AN OCEAN GSEYHOUN6.
The Contrast Between Those on Deck and
Those In the Stokeho1e.

Those In the StokehOle.
The supreme development Of the mod
| err craft Of shipbuilling. an ocean grey
| hound, is coming at full speed toward
! Sandy Hook The sea is calm, and the
trip has been a smooth and short one,
and now as she draws near the shore the
belief that has found lodgr2ent in every
mind during the past two Or three days
that the record is to be broken grows
stronger and stronger, and the pasSen-
| gers crow-l the deck, consulting Their
watches from time to time and discus
ing with one another the posi- bility Of
lowering the western record. Within
two hours they will know whether Or
Get their hopes have been justified, but
just now there is not a human being on
board, whether passenger OF sailor, who
is not thinking Of the great chance that
lies before them.
The steamer is crowded almost to it's
fullest capacity. Some Of the passengers
are returning home after holiday, and
there are others, of foreign aspect, who
are making their first trip to America.
The quiet man in the pepper and salt
suit Wko stands by himself, is o famous
politician, who knows that he will be
met Oh his arrival by two OF three of the
magnates Of his party and possibly by
a score Of reporters.
Not far from him is foreign actress,
who has been carefully drilled By her
manager and Will know exactly what
to say to the reporters when they come
to interview her. She is prepared to love
America-providod Ct cou1se, that the
American public is prepared to love her,
but she is o little anxious just now
as she thinks of the ordeal OF interview
ing that is before her. There is an Eng
iish tourist, coming over to shoot griz-
zIie8 On Long Island and bringing with
him an elaborate collection Of bathtubs,
walking sticks, hatboXes and gun cases.
He is talking to a serious looking Amer
lean whose acquaintance he has formed
on board, and who has just explained to
him that the rattlesnakes which infest
the New York piers are not really as
velomous as they are said to be.
''God bless me souI!" exclaizns the
English tourist in tone Of relief.
The cooks and stewards are busy with
their preparations for the last meal that
will be served OF this voyage, and as
they go about their labors they talk
dDOIb tl1S WOIit4SLIl. LUZ ti1etU el1S fo1li Il
has made and hope, just as the pasSen-
gers are hoping on the deck above, that
the record viii be broken.
Down in the engine room the well
oiled and brilliantly polished wheels
and pistons seem to be working as If
they, too, were filed with the same
hope, and the chief engineer wears an
anxious look as ne glances with prac
ticcd eye at the indicator, which shows
the high pressure under which he is
running.
But far down in the hold is a corner
Of the vessel, the glory hole, to which
tho well fed, easy going passenger gives
but little thought and into which he
seldom seeks TO penetrate. Yet it is here
that we find the true cOurco Of the won
dcr+ul lcacha4ical power that sends the
swift racer like q thing of life across
the sea from continent to continent. For
it is here that the furnaces glow with
their awful heat while il the full Stare
OF the flames the half clad stokers stand |
throwing into the fiery de9tlls shcvelful
af.cr shCvelful Of coal There Is 10
moro interesting or Impressive sight on
shipboard than this, ard the lanGsnlan
who chances to look down into this pit
Of flame and SCOT wonders how it is that |
men are able to work there and live
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