Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1913-11-13

OF the whites of whatever race. The
actual digging and construction work
seems to be done by the blacks who,
of course, are best fitted to work IN
hot climates.
Always Raining at Colon.
It was raining In Colon when we
started for Panama that morning but
we thought little of it because 1t is al
ways raining in Colon. An hour be-
fore our arrival at Colon in the even
ing, it commenced to pour in floods.
The trains of the tropics have no glass
in the windows, simply blinds, which
are drawn when it rains, and only
then. But the blinds were of little
protection on this occasion and made
the car unbearably stuffy and hot.
We were glad to end the hour of mis-
cry, when at last we arrived at the
station at Colon, even though we were
precipitated from the reeKing train
into rain which was as eftectual 10
thoroughly wetting us as a plunge
into the ocean would have been. Hav-
ing three blocks to walk and no wraps
for any of the party, asked the lady
who, with two small children, had
accompanied me, to secure us coach
| while | came on with the four child
rem. When finally pushed my way
| through the crowd to the door OF the
station, there she stood in the flood
completely drenched and plaintivelY
remarking, "All the coaches seem to be
taken" [ saw crowd of American
sailors jamming their way into a coach
which had driven into place at that
moment, and [ decided that the coach
es were taken by force rather than by
contract. So, dragging the children on
with me, and calling upon her TO
follow, I ran down the line to the
coach awaiting it's turn to drive up,
and scrambled in, pulling in the
children. We reached the wharf and
made run for shelter, where we en-
countered the captain of our ship. he
| had told me before / started that he
had received a cable from my hus-
band telling him not to let me go on
board at Colon. So it was with
somewhat of shamefacedness that we
stood dripping before him like
drowned rats. Before he could begin
to upbraid ne, I asked him if he was
going out into The rain If he would be
so kind as to pay our cabby whom we
had completely forgotten in our
haste.
Turtles are Loaded.
Aside from the beautiful new hotel,
the Washington, in Colon, that city
has not changed SO much as we ex-
pected to find it. There is good
! swimming pool made by placing ce-
ment and steel barriers on the ocean
side, thus enabling the water of the
sea to enter and to go out, but pre-
| venting the bathers from losing
themselves in the seething waters,
which are never subdued nor pacified
at this point. It was at Colon that
we witnessed at close quarters, the
formation of several water spouts.
Water seems either to be going up or
coming down everlastingly at Colon.
Here we secured some good pic
lures of the loading of turtles for the
New York market. Enormous fell
lows with ropes around their legs,
| lifted up from the small boats in
which they were brought alongside
and holsted over the sides of q
German boat locked at our side. Our
vessel had taken on over thirty at
Jamaica for the London tables. / re-
member the geography used in our
country school, into the mysteries of
which, L, a child of seven, was some
times allowed to peep. On one page
were pictured turtles found in the
Amazon river, and / was told that
they were as large as wash tubs.
That seemed unbelievable even to
credulous child. These turtles are
quite as large as two or three wash
tubs. They are placed in huge watts
of water, between decks, and are thus
safely carried alive for any distance.
From Colon to Carsagena we had
plain sailing, over the waters that Mr..
Williams found so tumultuous in
March. We did not get off at this