The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1898-07-23

A TRIP TO
GUATEMALA.
BY REUBEN FIAINES.
BY REUBEN HAINES.

IVA" W." wi wy iouou, We oahot oii aLu
on alone.
Alone! why should say it? Men and women
all around,
Surely. among so many. some friends could
there be found.
Though many days have come and gone since
we that journey took,
lis pleasant to remember it, as DER the past
we look.
Italians, spaniards, Germans, oh, my! it was
jingle
To listen to their talking, and in the crowd
to minge
Mrs. Bangs, a dear sick lady, who never
missed u meal,
Would spy dish of onions, herself and son
to deal;
Messrs. Rose and Richmo pd proved company
good and true;
Also Wilson, wife and baby. and Miss Walker
with them too.
The Stewards, plain young couple, 1 think
were bride and groom,
She 50 sick could not sit up, while he gazed
npon the moon.
Great people we had with us. | really do
declare
Now can you just believe ii? "Bismark,r he
was there.
He so fat and lordly, his wife so tall and thin
She gave up society to live alone with him.
They sat alone in the corner, and her hands
he would hold;
My daring,' he would whisper, "is your
hands cold?'
She formerly was a teacher, at least So was
told;
He went to open gold mines; she married
him for gold.
A 'count' from old Germany had crossed the
ocean blue,
Bound to find his cousin, perhaps Il fortune
toward the sky;
When suddenly the ship would roll and he
would say oh my"
Five rings upon one finger fine slippers on
his feet;
When seated at the table, found missing
there to oat
He told US very plainly, we were n "giddy
crew."
That he in good old Germany with ladies
had to do"
After that we cut him; yes, yes wa cut him
dead.
In small boat they hustled him, umbrella
DER his head
or in tho distance dim we saw him safely
put ashore;
That little count" from Germany, we heard
Of him no more
Days passed, the week ended; Colon was
reached at last;
We hurried TO get ready and join the moving
mass
Then carried forth by train, the Isthmus we
did cross,
The canal, glimpse we had of it, where
millions in gold were lost.
AT Panama, "Bismark" left us, and the
''count" met his doom,
And others we cannot think of, also the bride
and groom.
We took little boat and sailed across the
bay
To Join the anchored steamer by the name of
San Jose.
At lunch we formed plan in some little
boat to so
And visit the city of Panama, "a little of it to
know.
We walked the Streets but suddenly stopped
from fright,
When it was discovered, two of our party
were out OF sight;
Miss Walker and Mr.. Richmond were lost;
not strange to say,
We found them near the water, not very far
away.
Our little sport soon ended; night was on its
way,
SO with our sturdy native, rowed back to
San Jose.
We steamed from Panama Bay with colors
flying bright
When suddenly the engine made break; and
land out of sight.
l forgot our friend from England, gallant,
fine and fair.
when leaving us at La Libertad, gave me his
steamer chair.
Our first port reached, La Libertad, our
English friend did land;
He a banker for that station, gentleman of
high stand.
Again another port, and then some more to
go.
Landing on the coasts is very hard and slow.
San Jose, the great sea- port, at last came into
sight.
We babe farewell to all on board and slept on
land that night.
o. NJ q