The age-herald., 1899-07-25
,liday where all is relaxation and meri-

holiday where all is relaxation and meri- ment.
 But, oh the funny people one does meet, and the peculiar accents that tell my ready ear so quickly of the New Englander, the westerner, while the hearty twang be- speaks a mingling of all in cosmopolitan New York, and then only occasionally the sweet langourous voice that seemed to cry Virginia, Virginia" with every uttered word. There is a terrible tug at the heart strings as the big, stately vessel proudly throws off her moorings that bind her to the New York pier and with mighty throb and rythmic convulsion swings out into North river and steers for the open sea.
 No loved one of ours stood on the pier to wave fond adieu, and yet in every tear full face we caught responsive emotion that made us realize we were leaving our native land, our loved ones and friends far behind Repatriation, even when voluntary, produces a choppy sensation, and it is hard to read "A Man Without Country" with out lump in the throat; and as the ma jestic Goddess of Liberty sinks in our wake, as Quarantine, Narrows and Sandy Hook are passed, and the pilot goes over the side with the mail pouch slung round his neck, severing the last tie with home, we feel that we are parted indeed, and held the broad, mighty bosom of the Atlantic for the given time, and I tell you the feeling is queer
 Sunday on shipboard is always an i'm pressive time. Our first Sunday was per- feet day-a day after George Herberts own heart; "so cool so calm, so bright" A minister is sure to be on board, who holds service in the main saloon. This time it was the Rev. Farrar, of Brooklyn, who preached a most impressive sermon. The moment is an opportune one, and the speaker never fails to impress the listener with his dependence and helplessness, and every head is bowed as the Lord of Hosts, ruler of sunshine and tempest, is beseeched to take us in His guidance and care. The offering at this service is devoted to the Sailors Home in Scotland and America, and goodly amount 1t seemed as it sprang from grateful hearts to the seaman, who were guiding us across the vast and mighty deep. The usual concert on ship board was given and proved unusually at tractive inasmuch as we had the pleasure of hearing Mr. and Mrs. Harry Chase of the American Opera company of New York, each of whom had magnificent voice.
 Everybody on shipboard had something ment to read or notf
 to read. Whether they ever had quiet moment to read or not is like Kipling would say, "another story" But was in- terested to know just what this motley crew from the four corners of the globe had selected to read. So far as I could judge, believe David Harum" led in popularity. Many little squads were read ing it aloud, and laughing over it's homelv wit, while ever and anon some more seri- ous minded parsonage was praising the wise philosophy of the author and his genial knowledge of human nature. Next in number in evidence was '"The Market Place" by Harold Frederick, and mental ly praised their literary discrimination, for think "The Market Place" one of the strongest and best books of the year. It is full of life and vigorous movement. with characterizations that are mostly drawn. It Is faithful portrayal of the life of q financier in London and in addition. gives distinct picture of the social life that will make the book general favorite and A good seller
 When Knighthood was in Flower" came next, with numerous others, among which was ''Tbe Kentucky Cardinal" by our own James Lane Allen. The magazines. too. were present in abundance, and in the Cos mopolitan I enjoyed the retort, nobly writ ten, by Mrs. Charlotte Perkins Stetson to his majesty, Professor Harry Thurston Peck. l think her article is fully symbol- ized by the illustration which prefaces the article, in which a woman knight in full tilt attacks the Castle Prejudice Mr. H. T. F. is very appropriately styled Castle Prejudice" and l believe youll agree that the feminine knight makes many home thrust in the arguments of the pompous professor, who thinks" he knows as much about woman as he knows about Latin. Then to fill in the time between eating. sleeping and reading the funny man is much in evidence and you listen to varie- ty of jokes, some pointed some less obvi- ous and more hopelessly dull. Our captain was too busy trying to make record for our good ship to give us much of his time. for she is owned by the sister of the late Duke of Devonshire, who is very anxious to part with her newly acquired possession. and prefers cash to an ocean liner. But some of the funniest jokes were told by the sailors, who, for a small silver considera- tion, became wondrously yoluble, much to the enjoyment of raw recruits in the way of American tourists. One of the greenest lots were one day clustered about one-old and young, big and little-and the sailor said to them, taking out long piece of rope, Did you ever see a lovers tele- phone," tying the rope in knots the while. Of course they never had-no one expects to see things on ship-board that he ever saw on land. So he proceeded. ..aow all take hold Of tse rope" One by one they all took hold. making a queer looking lot, ,-s -- "a thAir asar,~iaA he cried ynarrily in