The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1914-04-17


thrown together into little eommu-
nifty OF close confinement for month
soon began to make acquaintance. AS
Bill often remarked: "a voyage is just
what you make it." and Bill was some
busy little boy in the "makins."
OF course ships company Of this
nature is bound to have its 'buttin-
ski, but ours arrived on the return trip.
He was homework bound from a three
years tour in South America and he
had picture of everything below the
equator. He had sudden impulses.
Given a thought he Immediately was
sized with desire to express 1t.
Were we in a group in the interesting
part of story, along comes South
America. Listen 10 this! In Buenos
Aires I saw the finest capitol in the
world. I got picture Of it." Were
we talking taxicabs he would seize the
conversation. You ought TO see the
taxicabs in Rio. They are robbers. l
says to my wolf, pipe the meter. pipe
the meter, and every time they would
rob u.s." Newspapers were mentioned.
He knew the newspaper game better
than any man on the boat. Turning
to man he bluntly inquired, WHAT'S
your business?" And the man re-
piled quietly, Il am the editor of the
New York Sum-" For moment he
was silent, but only for a moment.
Later in the day Miner remarked, /
don't dare mention the cruci6xion for
fear South America has been there and
got a photograph"
But we got along with South Amer
lea and had about as much fun out OF
him as he did with US.
But I am ahead Of the boat. We
left Sandy Hook light and sailed out
into the unknown on Saturday at Sis
D. M, and at noon Sunday We were
100 miles on our way. We took the
Captains word for it, for truth to tell
some OF US were not so much interested
in distance travelled as in distance yet
to come. The weather was rough and
the water rougheF.
There are some things about sea
voyage which might be overlooked,
and these things usually happen on
the first or second day out. might
as well be frank in the matter and say
at once that to me things happened
on both the first and second days.
And I was out something besides days.
To the son OF the soil who expects
to find a floor under him when he
shakes off the dews of slumber, there
is something uncanny in stepping out
onto floor which may or may not be
there. When you gain your equilio-
rum you discover that you are losing
and gaining weight so fast that you
haven't time to figure whether you are
above or below par. When you are
waited skyward just at the turning
point you weigh about as much as a
thought and when you sink, sink, sink,
Ooh, the horror OF that word sink) you
weigh about a ton more or loss. But
before you have a chance to carry
weight, up you go again and possibly
something else. It's toss-up whether
you go back to bed or crawl on deck.
It's a toss-up anyway. But that sink
ing motion is the worst. Every time
the floor sinks something inside sinks,
and every time the floor comes up
something inside wants to come up
too. And the worst of it all is that
when you get tired OF it the boat has
just commenced.
Sea sickness is another puzzler which
Solomon might have pondered had ne
been so disposed. have talked to
ship surgeons, globe trotters, sailors in
the forecastle, and they all tell the
same story. You may go to sea Tor
years and never know the sensation oil
seasickness, and then OF a sudden
comes time when you get yours good
and proper. Again you may have 1t
for day or two on every voyage and
then emerge from the trouble and eat
all there is on the ship. Others never
overcome it. They have invented
swinging rooms suspended on ball
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