The Republican journal., 1913-09-04

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81. F." MEDICINE CO., Portland, Me.
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Wednesday, July %. A change in the
air came at midnight. The wind hauled
from southwest to northeast, and has
fresh blown the blue black sea into white
caps all day and night, and the buoyancy
is apparent in look and word and walk.
The ship sways gracefully. The dol
phins have descended on our path in
great schools, leaping from crest to
crest in the most lively mood. The log
registered at noon today but 344 miles;
sea currents and air too languid to stimu-
late the furnace fires from morn to mid
night, causing the default of the full
run of yesterday. The sunset tonight is
celestial splendor.
Thursday, July a. This last day be-
fore land-fall is one of unspeakable ma
( jesty, the graceful pomp of the sea in
the bright sunshine and fresh breeze
making the hours to pass in thrilling
pagentry. The log at noon registers 349
miles. Flores, the first landfall of the
Azores, is due at sunset, but light
cloud in the northeast obscures it, and
only twinkling light is seen at dusk;
but the sunset through piles of cumulus,
radiating light from an armor of gold, is
beyond description.
Friday, July %. A call from the por-
ter of the state room steward to be up
at daybreak and see Pico, proves the
rule of my life of travel, that the call of
the porter, whether at first, second or
third watch, never finds me asleep. The
sun climbs out of wing of gray, hanked
by Aeecey cloud, and the actual summit
of the old crater, out of which peeps the
pyramid of a cone that slumped IN some
time back of the memory of man, stands
6, 100 feet high, and for time is taken
for one of the cloud-caps; but slowly the
lava scared TANKS and base of the noun
tain become visible, and Pico is worth
the loss of sleep for an early morning
peek. In boyhood | used to note that
500 miles west of Portugal in the Attain
tic ocean was a little group Of isles be-
longing to that kingdom called the
Azores. or Western Islands; but there
are nine of them, ali of volcanic origin,
the fartherest west, Flores, being 300
miles from the fartherest east, St.
Michaels, or possibly Santa Maria. They
are in the latitude of Delaware and
Maryland but when one sees the flora
of Ponta Delgada, the port at which
we landed for three hours of observation
today, and learns that the temperature
never falls there below 400 F., he has
to account for the sub-tropical climate
by ocean currents from the equator
From a slight curve in the south
shore of St. Michaels, the largest OF
the nine islands, and a harbor shell
tered by strongly built mole OF
a half mile length, we look on one
of those ideal pictures of an outdoor
city art so common to the shores Of
southern Europe, affording US, with Sc
much left half shabby, an object lessor
of great beauty, if not utility. The
buildings of white and pink red stone
and cement. with tiled hip roofs, arr
clean and tasty from doors and window:
to chimney tops. All public buildings
except churches, are simple, OTTER
severe in architecture. The churche:
are medieval in type and adornment
Water is still brought from public waite
supply stations, on the backs of donkeys
men, women and children. Right here
though, let me state that the brow
faces of this brown and black eyed ant
brown and black haired people. of stat
ure from medium to small, show not thu
wrinkles of care and strain that mari
the faces Of US Americans. Round, fair
serene, they look upon US, waiting TO
the greeting of civility, to which the.
respond promptly Here is simple lif
: with few wants, but no apparent desti
tuition; no mark of our rush, our scram
BILE, and-too fir aquent-insanity.
: Bullocks and burros draw many cart
through the streets laden with garde
produce. In the famous Booges Garde
is to be seen a riot of blossoms, wealtl
, Of verdure and shade nowhere to be ex
celled. The splendid palm trees, tn
rubber trees, fig, lemon, lime, orange
: the banana plant, twenty feet high, tn
> sprawling cacti, all trees, shrubs an
i plants that grow in Central America
: are here lowering over fairy grottos
and in spots thickening into jungles
e The walks are clean-laid with crushed
scoria. The ducal private grounds
, with an artificial lakelet before tn
palace, are indeed, exquisite from tn
standpoint of true art. They have
e rival in polite art on the part of tn
S young cavalier who stands at the gat
and bows and smiles and bids WELDON
s entrance.
s The cemetery on the side of the hill
/, one of the infant volcano craters, is
S memorial in sacred art for holy place