The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1908-04-12

| find my stateroom, and 1 think I but
| ted into every one there was. I wa
| finally hurled into one just as the oc
| cupant, lady, was climbing into tn.
upper berth. She said, "Sirl" Their
/ the ship went the other way, and
was never so completely sat on by
! lady in my life,
At last I found my own stateroom
which was a locker with a couple OF
shelves in it.
The ship now seemed to stand on
her nose and wag her tail in the air;
/ deliberated whether / should close
the port hole and go to my berth, OF
close my berth and go to the port
hole. On the fourth day / began to
take notice of things, and crawled out
on deck just as the ship was doing a
buck and wing. I was shot from one
end of the ship to the other, finishing
with a head-on collision with a fat
mans stomach. He was mad because
1 butted in on his breakfast. 1 apollo
gized for the intrusion, and crawled
into a steamer chair.
1t was so rough they had a fence
built round the table to keep the
dishes on. I was pursuing a piece Of
bread when the ship did a figure
eight" and the lady opposite got my
bread and 1 got her fish. For the
rest of the meal we fed each other.
The day it was toughest the pas
sengers asked me to get up a con-
cert. There was prima donna on
board who was having her voice cul-
tivated in Paris. / supposed she was
going over to get it, for she certainly
didn t have it with her. She consent
ed to take part in the concert, and
chose a fitting selection for rough
night Rocked in the Cradle of the
Deep" Just as she started in to
sing the ship side-stepped and threw
her under the table A friend of
mine was accompanying her on the
piano, so, of course, he had to follow
her. / said: "For heavens sake, is
this concert or a knockabout actq''
The prima donna thought she was
down for solo-but she was down
for an hour.
On the Pacific there were no such
for u.s. And it is such
great, big, lonesome ocean-only once
in all the Is DAYS did we see a ship,
a big, full-rigged ship with all sails
set-but seeming to stand perfectly
still, utterly becalmed, ga painted
ship upon painted ocean. -
Captain Porter was a delightful ra-
contour and entertained us on several
occasions with stories of his sojourn
in the frigid zone. His tales of Es-
quimaux dainties, especially a duck !
soup, where the bird is put in for
cooking not only undressed but I'M
plucked, made us glad there were no
cooks on board.
The evening before our expected /
arrival at Honolulu the chief topics of /
were the principal sights
Of the town, and the best methods of
seeing them.
Every one retired with the keenest
for even six days on
he water create a longing to see
and, proving that man, though he go
Town to the sea in ships, is beyond
question a land animal
Most of us were up betimes and
we're rewarded by the sight of dark,
ow-lying island on our port bow. This
S Molokai, the leper island and the
Gene of Father Damien IS heroic life
md death. This Belgian missionary
'riest, who started life simple un-
Uttered peasant. so lived and worked
nd died that his name will ever be
me of those who need no hall of fame
o make their memory immortal. His
will go ringing down the halls of /
ime as one that loved his fellow
neH.
Ahead, another island, with high, (
oeky promontory, stood out now
uite plainly. As we came nearer we (
ould distinguish fleets of little fish
ng boats, their white sails dotting
he blue water like f1ocks of birds. A
nowy sickle of sand outlined the