The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1895-11-01

blowing through the calmest of waves and
the scene was one enchanting. With the
quickening of blood and sentiment might
have fingered for many hours in wrapt in
terest of all that was about me but nature
asserted herself; and in my berth rocked
by the measured swell of the waves and
the murmur of the distant surf soon pass
ed TRANQUILITY out of all consciousness,
soundly sleeping until the first gray peep
of dawn came through my port window.
The morning was fog@y, for we were of
the banks of Newfoundland crossing the
Gulf Stream, but about II o'clock the mist
cleared away and the sun shone with gor
gious splendor. That day | devoted to
studying some of the characters on board.
There was man who walked as if he
thought he had fallen heir to the duties of
Atlas, supporting the world on his should
ers Another, an author, who reminded
me SO forcibly of '.The Laird in Trilby
that | so dubbed him on the spot. Two
maidens who thought they were quite stun
ming but who must have felt disappointed
in their powers of captivation before the
voyage was over for heard them complain
of being $50 lonesome Another who
| thought he had Il beautiful voice whom |
subsequently, learned was very deaf. a
musical student whose horizon had been
bounded by the environment Of i small
Yankee town, who was 4 thought mar
vel of intelligence going to Germany to
electrify all the old musical masters and
shortly become Il protege of royalty. |
hope this poor idiots experience may let
him down as softly as possible. The cX-
Partisan opera singer, mistress of many Ian
guages, arts and wiles, who would talk an
arm off. The wild man from Borneo Dit
orally true) returning to England after
five years, little unscasOned but lots of
heart all his frailties originating in his
head. A lady with her two children, |
called them the "Heavenly Twins and
thought they must sometimes sing:
"We are devils, and so we are,
We are chips of the old, old block
And then very old, very pompous lady
from Boston who carried newspapers for
the trip and over which she made great
hustle and still another whose earrings ap-
peared as golden links between her ears
and shoulders shaped like inverted church.
SteepleS. And | thought of Dickens; his
lines to a BRASS Teapot and "Odc to an
Expiring Frog and wondered at the ma
terial for a new series of Pickwckian pa
pers. Then l talked to gentleman who
had been around the world and was making
his forty seventh trip to Europe.
The coolneSs of the day now made one
feel a little shivery and sought my berth
for an overcoat The berth is small af
fair thought |. you couldn't swing a cat by
the tail without the greatest danger to the
anatomical makeup of the feline, so cast
about for the purser, and fortunately for
me approached him well recommended
for to my great satisfaction | was immedi
ately transferred from my small quarters
cidentalS of ease and comfort
AS the evening advanced our ship grew
a bit frolcsome. She would bathe first
one side and then the other, stand on her
head and then jump feet downward into
the briny waters. AS strollcd along the
deck | met young un who had that morn
ing asked his table companion how a man
feels when he is sea-sck That fellow
was hanging Imply over the side rail with
his his attention rivited upon the sea.
looked and sawa school of porposes in the
wake of the steamer and | wondered if he
would ever ask that same question again.
At dinner that night there We're numbers
of empty seats, their owners were paving
tribute to Neptune.
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