Putnam patriot., 1913-12-26

slow. The curios brought on board were from Jerusalem and the Holy Land. If Palestine is like Port Said
 where we spent day, I am not enthu siastic to see it even for historical or religious reasons. We went thru a mosque, Arab town with it's bazaar, and the shops. Ugh! The beggars. the filth, the mercenary people, were repulsive. China seemed preferable 10 me. Turkish delight" sweets proved irresistible to nearly all on board. From thinnest of clothing in Port Said to winter wraps for the Mediterr anean which gave nearly all a seasick recep- tion. Il did not experience that isease all the voyage but l was not especially happy to have two companions instead of a dozen at the meal hour and when l tried to sit or walk in one place find myself in another.
 We passed rebuilt Messina, Mt. Aetna with snow on her side vet smoking furiously, Stromboli the "Lighthouse of the Mediterranean also active and Vesuvius. Naples was seen by midnight and at sunrise only. The Italian boatsong "Santa Lueian was in the air. \ bit strange to see white people everywhere. But l must hurry on as we did over the continent. Genoa will be long re- membered for it's most beautiful ceme. tary in the world. It will pay you to get John Stoddard's lecture on Genoa from the library and read about tone feels on holy ground and tears are nearer the surface than words. Roses and other flowers bloomed freely but the sculpture was what was hard to f leave, beauty and almost life in the marble. Of the fonr cathedrals We visited Milan has the finest in every way. Saw the original of the "Last Supper" by De Vinci which is a mas ,terpiece.
 But all the sculpture, art, architec iture is not to be compared with the Swiss natural scenery. Lucerne was delightful. We exclaimed much over a real snow storm in the Alps Ger many and the castled Rhine with it's miles of vineyards was also interesting. The Sabbath was spent resting at Co., logne where we attended the cathedral. Meek, humble, quiet, industrious little Holland with its wooden shoes, canls, windmills and dykes appealed to me mncn. The rough passage over the North sea made us welcome London for more reasons than one. Dan Craw- ford calls it "the pagan city of Lon- don, but we have found il most in- teresting spot fer two weeks The greatest impressions and pleasures have come not from visiting West minister Abbey, St. Pauls, the muse ums, etc., but from watching the peo- pie themselves. The rich class absorb ed in "tangov teas, "tango" biscuits, "tango" eolors, "tangop plays; the suf- fragettes ubiq uitous and more crazy than ever; the novel systems of the street beggar: the spirit of goodwill, courtesy, kindlinass, hospitality-it is all here. There is not the American rush and hurry, Sundays are most quiet. In spite of fogs and gray days with seldom even suggestion of sun shine we find the sunshine in the hearts and faces of the people. The police at the corner, the shop girl, the newsman with evening papers, the waitress in the coffee house, the chambermaid, the hotel proprietor = all seem to vie with each other in the art of being kind. And it is not the spirit of the colored gentleman who volunteered to speak English for us at Genoa and then looked at the coin we placed in his hand saying, "4ou's 'se mean. you be. You don't know who I am. l am an interpreter" Nor are we here charged for the plate we eat from, the table napkin, butter extra for bread, with every mouthful watch ed and the bill including 10 cents for one walnut eaten. Human nature may be the same the world over yet there is variety enough in it to give it spice in such trip AS ours.
 I will close with just a remark overheard in our dining room the other evening when news had come 'of Mrs. Pankhurst's arrest. One wealthy lady sat with several business men, evidently strangers to her, but not lacking for words she suggested the subject those who know her better can see is one always uppermost Tn he' mind. nHow cruel to torture a lady sop A man quietly replied "lf she will go on hunger strike why not iet her die? Why release her so easily! To which our sufiragst;e friend re- piled with feeling, "I'd rather see twelve men die than Mrs. Pankhurst,