The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1898-07-23


indiana hoists the flag, the signal ;s
given, our anchor is lifted on deck and
at z:SO the vessels move amid din of
whistles and yells that is almost deaf
ehlng, canons are booming on the shore
every steamer is whistling, and every
Dell ringing. The foreign vessels living
In the bay lower their flags and raise
Ola Glory to the top of the mast. In
all this | feel myself alone, no voice
raised that would not have been raised
II had have been dead or at home. all
for our country and its brave defend
ers. My heart is full. The band starts
up "Old Lang Syne." can stand no
more, go to my room and alone weep
my lonliness away. From the place
where the vessels rode at anchor to the
Golden Gate some five miles, the bed
lem of sounds continued all along the
sea front were wharves and vessels,
and everything was covered with ami
mated humanity. Boats followed us
out through the gate and bid us adieu
on the shore of the great ocean. Eight
miles out our shore pilot left us and we
were off for Manila. The ocean under
the influence of the trade winds was
very rough, the waves ran high and the
Morgan City pitched and tossed and
rolled from side to side much to the
distress of the boys. When the sun
went down many Of the Idaho volun-
teers had contributed their bread to
the waters and did not wish it to re.
turn after many days. Night come Gu
with increased wind and the boys go
to bed sick.
June 2S-Oh how sick! Everything
cast up except few of the small en-
trails, and it seems they are bound to
go.-Later: They are fast somewhere,
and l cau't get them up, have tried
my best several times, have laid
everything on the altar, and am ready
to go. o'clock, June 28-Anxious to
go. Laying in my bunk wondering
how long it will last, sea still rough, go
to sleep, Rocked in the Cradle of the
Deep"
June 29-Woke up, surprised to find
myself alive. l feel for my stomach,
some skin still remains between my
ribs and my hips, sit up in my bunk,
brother Stephenson comes in and asks
after my state of health, he laughs
heartily but he is as pale as a ghost he
puts on bold face but it is very white
and he finally confeSses that he has
been busy during the night working on
the same job, but he has eaten some
breakfast and feels better, he attempts
rescue me, gets me rare beetsteak and
a piece of bread, 1 surprise my stOm-
ach with it, l lie down and shut my
teeth to try to keep it, my poor stom-
ach helps me all it can, oh joy! -Four
hours l hold my beefsteak. Doctor
Springer sends me pint of clam juice
highly peppered 1 drink it, it tastes
good, get up and walk out, go about
the deck once, and get into my bunk
lust in time to save my beefsteak and
clam juice, sleep fine all night.
June 30-By jacks am hungry what
a funny feeling, actually hungry, can
smell the mems breakfast and it dom
make me puke. / get up and dress my
self and 90 on deck. How fine the all
smells, how grand and beautiful the
scene. l am not the least sick, feel
bounding buoyancy never felt before
7 find myself a sailor, get breakfast
feel first rate, go about my neglected
duties and soon get things Strengthened
out. find out that almost every body
else has neglected their duties. Eyer!
thing all right. After l get through
look about me, how shall describe tn
ocean. From all sides the same, tn
wind is still blowing stiff and the oceal
instead of being smooth, looks like tn
foot hills, hills and hollOws, rough ant
smooth, the water Of the deepest blue
hreabinp into foam the whitest. Gu
good ship blowing her way through tn
hills and holloWs, rocking and tossing
like peanut shell in tub. 1t is al
understandable. Mans insignitieance Il
shown on the ocean more than an
other place ever saw. 4 o'clock ant
ZOO miles from San Francisco, abou
one third of the way across to Homo
lpla will wait until tomorrow an
continue the journal if alive.
July AFTER closing my journal las
evening we had regular Monkey an
rnrrnt time on the boat. The suppe