The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1898-12-13

Wlen Ine DTeakIaSuuOeSW walt I. al, Dut
he must be the sinful man! Perhaps
he did not present ell padre with una
contribution for the good of the
church? 1t is the custom"
well, I'm afraid did overlook that,
senorita. But I'll make it all right
with him later. Joking aside, though,
the padre treated me very nicely
showed me all over the place. He
seems to be very learned man. No;
1 was thinking of other matters when
you called. Please forgive me-"
Possibly it is that the senior feels
sad because la Senorita Palacios has
gone away in ell vapor? She is muy
hermosa."
Eyes, but not more so than Senorita
Dorotea. l often compared them from
the photograph which you gave ell
captain"
'Ai, but how can believe the senior?
Come, let us see if you have ell appetite;
and afterward you shall spend the day
with me as you like. Come"
I often look back to those break
fasts at Agana as among the most de-
lightful hours of my life. Kipling has
echoed the heartfelt longing of many
man to get for awhile outside the
bounds of civilization-to exist where
society is still in rudimentary state,
"where the best is like the worst;
where there amt no ten command
ments, and man can raise thirst"
If you've card the east a-callin'. you won't
never 'eed naught else.
No! You won't ICED nothin' else but them
spicy garlic smells,
An the sunshine, am the palm trees, an
the tinkly temple bells.
Until the wet monsoon set in the
table was usually placed under clump
of banana trees in the patio, opposite
grilled gateway through which there
was a glimpse of the sea. Sometimes
! we were joined by the two sublieuten-
ants and their ladies, sometimes by
Padre Bartolomeo and his broth
er priests. Often the colonel, Senorita
Dorotea and 1 dined by ourselves,
idling deliciously over the coffee and
cigarillos as we talked. 1t was a lazy
little town. The natives worked as
seldom as possible, and spent most of
their time day-dreaming in the shade,
fishing from the proas, swimming like
SO many fish and occasionally going off
| on catamaran visits to such islands as
could be seen while the peak of
Tiniquio was still above the horizon.
! They seldom took the chance of navi-
! eating beyond sight of land.
The senorita seemed to consider me
her personal charge, and the gober-
nador placed the entire menage at my
disposal with courtesy as charming
as it was rare. If chose to stroll by
\ myself / might have owned the island,
so entirely was left to my own free
will. If | wished for company had
but to clap my hands and the colonels
orderly, Pope, would appear some
where in the near distance, with the
information that I wonld find the
colonel or the senorita in such a place.
1t seems, as look back upon it, that
] must have idled away a great deal of
precious time; but this was really not
the case. When they asked me what I
would like to do, that first Monday
morning, mentioned being very fond
of sailing, and in few moments we
were in one of the proas, with native
who sailed the thing like an arrow
across the smooth water and along the
/, coast to Orote.
1t was rather primitive affair, as
far as construction went, but strong
enough to stand pretty heavy weather.
The hull had been followed out of a
tree trunk and was pointed at each
end. On the lee side it was rounded
like any other boat, but to windward
it was perpendicularly fiat. Lashed
across the gunwales about four feet
from each end were two straight limbs
of tree that looked like teak, eight
feet long; and these at the outer ex.
tremity were dashed to a rounded ane
sharpened boom of the same wood
The sail, of cocoa mating, was tri
angular one, which seemed out of al
proportion to the narrow hull beneath
it. There was stout bamboo mast il
the middle, and from this hung
smaller and longer pole which
formed the upper side of the sails tri
angle, meeting the lower one in poin
at the bow, where they were secured
like jib. The immense spread of sal
} pulled us through the water at such
rate that feared we might upset, bu
the colonel laughed at me.
Get ees impossible to upset him
Senior Stefans," he said. II hat see,
the wind lift him clear out of tn
water, even the outrigger also, but h
does come down every time upon hi
feet. The hull so light is that the out
rigger booms cannot tear of them
? selves loose"
r But isn't it very difficult to sail il
: anything like straight line?
|, should think she'd make an awful 10
] of leeway."
"Not so, senior; eet ees notso. Tur1
o you yourself around and watch the to]
t of Santa Rosa mountain. You will Sc
a a piece of yellow rock on Punta de 10
g Amantes, just below. Pedro will sal
him ten miles into the sea, yet tn
$ peak and that rock shall be exactly il
9 line all of the time. Do you but watcl