The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-08-08

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Bessie was stretched out in a steamer
| chair indolently watching the deck prom
enaders. mostly girls and women. clad
| in all sorts of gay-colored frocks and
coats. Knitted jackets were much in
| evidence.
I'm studying the different kinds Of
sweaters" she remarked.
What for" demanded Buck. why
don't you wait until we get farther
south and it's real hot? They amt none
of EN- sweating much now, except that
big fat Dutchman from weehawken."
There is one good thing about the
weather down here-you always know
what it's going to be. It's going to be
hot
The majority of the native children
on the Isthrnus now wear clothes. That's
something that the American occupation
has brought about. as formerly raiment
there was considered a useless and ex-
pensive annoyance. Now and then. how
ever. you still see a small boy or girl
who Is as naked as a hard-boiled egg
with the shell Off
Nobody seems to pay any attention to
this or be in the slightest way embar-
raised.
AS the ship is crowded to the bursting
point. bathrooms in the morning are in
great demand. As mine was occupied.
I asked a steward where there was an
other. He pointed down the passageway
and said:
Down at the end Of that block"
Evidentally Secretary Daniels rules
have penetrated the merchant marine as
well as the navy. Doubtless they will
be calling the passageways streets next
When I bought nv ticket in the New
York office of the line the manager said.
as was leaving:
Don't forget to take your bathing
suit There is a swimming pool aboard.
you know and former President Taft
says it's a mans sized pool. He ought
to know"
So took my bathing suit and when
We struck the hot weather went search
ing for the pool was looking for some
thing in the middle Of the ship. with mar
BILE sides and bottom set below the deck.
with rows Of iron pillars. maybe. and
benches along the wallis and battery Of
electric fans and little rooms in which
to slip of your wet bathing suit and slip
into your dry dathrobe. That's what
was looking for. something like the pool
in Turkish bath.
did not find it.
What I did find was a big open can
vas box arrangement about eight feet
wide and twelve long and six deep swung
between two derrick spars on the for
ward deck A hose looped over the side
poured wateer into It. sucked up from the
oceai. and a hole near the top let the
overflow slosh on to the deck. whence II
flowed to the scuppers md overheard.
1t looked like collapsible bathtub
for an elephant Cor Judge TafO and also
II looked sloppy. temporary and unpic-
turesque, but. oh. what blessing,
Never have I enjoyed baths more.
The ceiling was the southern sky. The
water the purest Of the oceans pure
from the rushing Gulf Stream where II
is miles deep. 4 bath then at night is
an event in ones life. A thing to be
and talked about and
dreamed of. The water Is not quite a.
warm as the air: the breeze that rushes
along Is soothing and restful. You lie
on your back as the ship gently rises
and falls on the swell In this delightful
comfort and look up at the black sky
where the stars seem unnaturaliy bright
and almost as big as moons and are at
peace with all the world. Life has few
more solacinE things. You could even
be friendly with your janitor.
When night falls in the tropics II couues
down all in bunch. There II no pre-
liminary scattering about It, and when N
gets dark II gets a. dark a. the tnsidN z
! black dog