The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1905-03-10
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There was something more than
usually inspiring in the departure of |
the United States army transport !
Logan for the Philippines yesterday |
afternoon. a big crowd gathered at
the Naval docks to see the ship off and |
there was plenty of entertainment for !
all. The Hawaiian Government band |
under the leadership of Captain Berger
was stationed on the upper deck and
gave a concert lasting over an hour.
Mrs. AIapai was present and sang sew
eraI solos. Besides Hawaiian music
the band rendered medleys of patriot
ic songs which caught on with the
crowd Dixie was the prime favor
ite. without question; it always is with
the army people, and wave of cheers
swept through the crowded decks al
most with the first note. The song
was played twice during the concert
and each time the applause was en-
thusiastic.
All the freight was out early and all
the coal aboard so that there was no
crush of trucks and no cloud of coal
dust to mar the sailing of the big
ship. Everything was in readiness and
all that was necessary was to wait
for the stroke of six bells. Everything
was in readiness but not everybody.
Just as the Logan was backing along
the dock two passengers appeared at
the gates of the dock and started on
hot sprint down the pier. Encouraged
by the cheers of the crowd they dashed
up to the edge of the wharf and leap
ed on top of the canvas chute through
which the refuse of the galley is
dumped. They were pulled through a
portfolio just in time.
The scene when the band played the
Star Spangled Banner just before the
Logan sailed was most impressive. On
one side the great white troopship
doomed up like some great sea monster
Above her yellow superstructure with
its tangle of boats, ventilator hoods
and glistening rails rose the giant fun
mel, ringed with red, white and blue,
belching forth volumes of inky smoke.
On one of the masts floated the blue
Peter signifying that the vessel was
about to depart. Along the rails OF
the upper deck amidships was a crowd
of army officers with a little knot of
women adding color to the picture.
Along the main deck rail, fore and aft
was packed a mass of men in khaki
and blue-the men one hears little or,
but who make up the backbone of mill
tary power-the men who fight and win
battles.
Across the dock, where was gather
ed a motley throng was the gunboat
Petrol, looking like a tugboat along
side the towering transport. Her white
sides barely topped the high pier but
from her rail there projected ugly look
ing muzzles that told of gallant work
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may be, one shot from one of those
wicked-looking black tubes would send
her gigantic sister hurting down to
watery grave.
Out in the harbor the Bear and the
Patterson We're lying at anchor in
Naval row and beyond rose a small
forest of the masts of merchant yes
sells In the background was the mass
of mountains heaped one upon the
other as if by some giant hand In
front the big flag of the Naval sta
ton dropped laZiIy against lis tall
staff.
The skies We're overcast when the
band rose to play the Star SpanSled
Banner With the first note of the
national air every man on the big
steamer came to attention and hats
came off. Across the dock the little
group of jaCkieS in White IOunS1ng on
the fore deck of the Petrol scrambled
to their feet and stood at attention.
Nearly every man on the dock uncon-
sciously Strengthened up and almost
every hat came off. It was q vsoa9er-
fully impressive sight-almost two
thousand men standing motionless and
reverentIy silent while the inspiring
strains of the national song, born amid
ha nf ha nearly q century
ago, floated out on the still air. With
| the last notes the clouds broke aid
| the sun came out lighting up the foiGs
| of Old Glory as. caught by a sudden
| breeze it streamed out from its staff.
| Then the big ship began slowly to
| back out from the dock, the last fare
| wells We're shouted across the rapidly
widening space between ship and shore.
| The regimental band stationed on the
! quarter deck thumped out patriotic
! airs as the transport swung out into
| the stream. From the Petrefs signal
yard suddenly there blossomed out a
| string of vari-colored flags, wishing
the Logan, in the language of the sea,
| bon voyage While from the transport
| came an answering THANK you" The
| big siren voiced a last salute and the
| big white troopship passed down the
| channel and out towards the setting
| sun bearing a thousand American SOL
| diers to serve their country. perhaps
| To 1in Gov laa,- tn 20 LON