The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-02-22

laughs at while he curses the object of
his aversion.
The poor fellow did nat wait for the
inevitable blow; he stood up and chung
to the iron rail close by The ship was
rolling heavily; il was almost impossible
10 stand without support, but the cattle
had TO be fed and watered, and in the
general allotment he found himself assign
ed to duty below deck among the steers,
near which he had slept. The bales Of
hay had to be torn apart. the water car
ried. pail by pail, from huge tank The
cattle, in their anxiety 10 drink, thrust
their noses violently into the buckets and
spilled half the contents; as a result the
narrow alleys were flooded, and the feet
of the carriers continually wet,
The four men who comprised his divis-
ion finished their work by s O'clock and
the whole contingent then scrambled above
for q meager breakfast. lie had not vet
passed twenty-four hours on the water,
but yesterday morning seemed lost in the
far past.
The morning was occupied in sweeping
the decks and getting corn out of the
hold, preparatory 10 the next feeding hour.
Livestock is fed twice day on board
ship-early in the morning and late in the
afternoon; they stand In four rows, par
allel to the length of the ship making
a cramped passage between each two
lines.
Dusk settled down early, the sea be-
came Tougher, the vessel pitched more ana
more, and a cold north wind arose and
whisted dismally through the rigging.
The motley company slept in a low. dingy
room, arranged with hunks, far in the
bow; il was heated by steam, but, owing
to its overcrowded condition, the air was
SO foul that the young man resumed his
bed on the hay, wrapped his overcoat
about him, and forgot his misery in the
sleep that comes from physical exhaustion.
The next morning he felt better, drank
his coffee and ate piece of pie-crust,
bestowed by the steward, who informed
him thai it was a relic of the captains
last dinner
The storm increased, and the violent
tossing of the ship had so weakened some
of the cattle that they settled down mis-
erably in the straw. and finally died.
Their bodies were hoisted up and dropped
overheard, where they doated on the wa
ter, prey for fish and bird.
Early on the third morning a forlorn,
ragged little mortal skunk on deck and
asked for something to eat. The young
man recognized the voice of the Bowery
nondescript, now subdued by hunger and
sea-sickness. The other men beheld him
with apathetic eyes, while one foreman
knocked him down and another looked on
and laughed He was put to work peeling
potatoes for the captains table.
One day was like another-the same mo-
notonous round of hardship, the intermin-
able waters. the gray skies, the following
gulls. Anything was better than sea-
sickness; to be we'll and half-famshed al
lowed him to breathe the salt air with
some feeling of exhiliration; he became
more hopeful and when at the close of
the ninth day he saw the white cliffs of
the Isle Of Wight, he stood looking at
them as eargerly as If he were approach
ing the pier in New York, and some dear
friend were waiting for him.
Early in the morning they were in the
Thames; he saw the matched cottages on
its banks, felt the absolute quiet of the
the scene, and from some inexplicable rea-
son, whose cause he could not fathom
knew thai there were tears in his eyes
He tried to remember when he had viewed
SO lovely sight; 1t was the first day of
December, cold and bracing; a light mist
hung over the landscape, and the smoke
rising from the houses vanished in sleepy
curls into it's midst The inspector boarded
the ship, and they moved up the river
passed innumerab,e craft, and finally, see
ing a dense fog-bank stalking down upon
them, swung In to Deptford, ten miles
from London.
The neophytes, dressed in the best APP
parel which their tin trunks afforded, APP
peared on deck; ii was Saturday after
noon; the young man beheld the strange
spectacle of the cattle-bosses pleading
with them to remain another day on
board Fortunately for him. he was not
hampered by luggage; he sold his coat to
the ships cook for 80, waited patiently
till dark. swung himself down on one of
the hawsers that held the boat TO the
wharf, felt his feet touch land, and walked
away rapidly through the dense fog to-
wards the great city Of London.