Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1921-11-11
New York, June 16, 1916

Nv legs tell me what they think OF it.
nj course 1 only saw the business end
81 If but the N. Y. that 1 saw was
oro,vded. noisy, bustling, confused and
dirtv Took a trip to the top of the
~woolworth building, the highest in
.bo world. The sensation was a pc
liar me-, indeed, which l cannot de-
scribe. The view from the top is
wonderful and probably the finest in
.be world: the multicolored houses,
tbe rivers, the boats, the bridges, the
ctatue of Liberty-all this and twenty
1--WE miles OF it in any direction, words
fail me to describe. AS L looked down
from the Woolworth building, and saw
neople going about, looking like petty
crawling things, and hurrying about
as if this mighty universe depended
mon their small affairs, l realized
what a small thing man really is,
viewed from a different perspective,
ond I exclaimed, my God, how small
indeed must we appear in Thy sight"
paid a visit to Wall street, MOTTO dab
HE lnSLOCh0, Dub ~ NAOW IA 0NNhNs
Truly. l never saw so many madmen
in all my life. Madmen is the only
fitting term. The scene of crowd, con-
fusion, yelling, signalling with hands,
is beyond my power of description
also. The traffic on the streets is i'm
mense, and it almost costs ones life
IN cross the street. The closed cars
look like so many boats on wheels.
The view of the harbor and the sky
line from the boat is wonderful. ION
the deck of the Bunker HILL" The
wind is cold and piercing, SO every
one is seeking the cabins and salons.
II is irritating how n can lose his
companions on board ship. l have
been looking for about half an hour
for my associates and haven't located
them. 1 am sorry I didn't bring a
sweater along. 1 certainly pity the
lookout on the front of the ship, for
the spray is chilling and the wind is
a miniature hurricane.
Boston, Friday, June 18th
Making Boston harbor in a fog. 1t
is wonderful how they make the har-
Dor in a fog so thick that n cannot
see the stern from the bow. Whistling
on all sides of us, and bell-buoys in
addition. But the ship goes right on,
giving a blast from the whistle about
every 80 seconds. A saucy little tug
comes up, makes fast, and swings us
along the pier. A short stay in Boston
to get something to eat. My compan-
ion! Blockelbank, INDUCES freely in an
anble pie and quite a heavy breakfast.
AS we leave harbor we plough stead
fly through the quiet waters. Brock
ridicules the idea of s~eas1ckness-
Claims that he is a good sailor. Says,
Gust think, 80 hours of this; isn't this
fne?" About a half hour out OF
the harbor Brock and Arnold begin
to feel queer. They seek their state
rooms and stay there until Portland.
Brooks digestive apparatus INDUCES
in reflex p~eristalsis. He certainly is
sick. Now he can't get to land soon
enough. Travelling on sea brings out
Tue pest LueIO is III A1dh'
ST. Johns Canada, Sunday, June 10th
My first day in the land of the Can
ucks. 1t is raining. Spent last night
in one of the worst beds and rooms
that l have ever seen. A man at the
station recommended the hotel across
the street to us. So we went there.
The charge was SO cents the night,
and as we were looking for something
cheap we decided to stay. We regis
tered and paid in advance. But on,
that room! The plaster had fallen
from about a third of the ceiling,
showing the bare laths beneath. The
rest of the ceiling was all discolored
and stained and during the night 1t
started to leak in several places. The
linen and spreads on the beds were
torn, but, fortunately, clean and with
out animals Of any sort. One OF the
fellow s wanted to take a bath, but
the bath tub was dirty, there was nc
stopper, and no hot water. -Four OF
US had one towel. Twice during the
night we were awakened by someone
@JAhS W CuIcI Jul lOOA1s OPOA So
challenged, however, they left without
saying a word. st. Johns is full OF
soldiers who leave tomorrow. l don't
see how anyone, boasting himself a
Canuck, can stand the posters which
are around. Some of them run like
this: "If you have a wishbone where
your backbone ought to be, wish for
peace; if you have a backbone where
your backbone ought to be, then tight
1or peace" Another: '"The govern
ment has set IS to As as the ages for
Real Men. Are you a Man?" Another:
iou have been waiting, waiting, wait
ing, hoping that you would not be
needed. How can you wait any
longer?"
Schrope is trying to shave with cold
waller thora hoipn no hot WafQr in the |