The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-08-04

man having apparently particular fine
naVor TO make the tigers swim so far for
him.
But the words which flashed under the
bad tiger as he splashed along on his leis-
urely way to luncheon are in tyne in the
World ot1ce before he has got ashore and
found tender Chinaman TO his taste. for
there IS man at Singapore who catches
them as they rush in out the wet and
sends them hurtling back into the water
again, whence they leap up TO the bold
coast of densely wooded Penang, at the
entrance of the Malacca Straits. Here
they catch long breath for a dive across
another sea to Madras away down in
Southern India
With the exception of two brief plunges.
one up to and partly through the Persian
quiz and the other under the English
channel, 1t is all land travel for thousands
OF leagues after leaving Madras. The
hrst heatis little skip of 640miles north
westward across India to Bombay. Then
the story takes to the water again, until
IL rushes out at white-walled, plague
infested, filthy Bushire. on the Persian
gulf: Slnoad's rocs and Persian gulf
whales that looked like islands and load
stone mountains are mere humdrum de-
tails compared with this cable message
Journey. Sinbad could face out a good
sized sea yarn, but he would have drawn
the line at such performances as now are
everyday occurrences right in his own
stamping ground
Perhaps there is just a gasping moment
or two of rest for the message at Bushire
II is the Botany Bay of cable operators,
Bushire. They get the Bushire station
sometimes when the management thinks
they need little quiet life away from
temptation, and the climate of Bushire is
not calculated to inspire violent form of
wa coz
seconds for refreshments at Bushire. and
then on the flying train of words goes to
lofty ShiraZ, nearly 5000 feet above the
level of the sea and the handsomest town
in all Persia But there is no stop at
Shiraz. Teheran is the place where the
story changes wires. From Teheran it leaps
the Caucasus, skips around the eastern
and northern shores of the Black Sea,
flashes through much battered Sevasto-
pol, and so on to Odessa, where it is
switched to another wire that carries it
| through the Balkan provinces to Austria
Germany, France and London, whence it
is flung to Lands End, on the bleak Cor
nish coast of England, and there it takes
| long breath for its final plunge. down
| among the whales and sharks and rotting
bones OF dead ships and dead men at the
bottom OF the North Atlantic, to be
| greeted at last by the Coney island ele-
phant and merry-go rounds untwisting
the chains of harmony that tie Daisy
Bell' and "Sweet Marie.'
An hour is a reasonably long time for a
word to make this journey from China to
the telegraph room under the World
dome, and as many a message before the
China-Japan war is over is likely to take
more than an hour in the sending, it may
| very well happen that the front end OF
the story is being frozen into cold type
while the rear end is kissing into the sea
at far-away Hong Kong. Operators at
| Hong Kong, Singapore, Penang Madras,
! Bombay, Bushire, Teheran, Odessa, Lon
don, Lands End and Coney Island are all
| ticking away at the same time on the
same message which World compositors
are putting into type, though it not I'M
| frequently happens that London works
| directly with Teheran without any break
on the European continent.
! The messages from Japan go, as a rule,
| under the sea to Vladivostock, whence,
| by the Great Northern lines, they rush
| across Siberia to St. Petersburg and
thence to London by way of Copenhagen
And, in addition to the overland routes,
there is an all water communication by
way of Alden, the Red Sea, the Mediter-
ranean and the Bay of Biscsy to London.
You pay your money and take your
choice, and it costs about 90 cents a word
| less by way of Siberia than by any other
route