Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1923-06-25

the members of the Bowdoin crew and
her captain were being received and
slowed away. Supplies were being
packed away and some final adjust
ments were being made. although it
will be some days out before the final
settling down is complete. There will
be more room on the ship. especially
on her deck. after a few days or a few
weeks. IS If the motions of her course
will condcnse the bulk. Some of the
happiest folks about the dock Saturday
were the many youngsters, little boys.
who worked diligently away, proud of
the fact that they were being permit
ted to help stow away, to hoiSe and UNI
fasten supplies as they came aboard.
The camera fiends were there in
hordes. Two moving picture men were
also on the scene, adding more ro-
nance to it all One enterprsing young
man, armed with a camera, and who
looked very much the part of land
lubbcr. made a bold try for the crows
nest. almost reached there finally de-
cidcd to shoot from where he was, and
doubtless will have pictures TO show
the folks from home, taken from
above.
Above all the noise of the visitors,
the crew, the loading and general con
fusion Saturday forenoon. was heard
the chug- chug of the Bowdoin'S engine.
! They were tuning her up and she ran
with smoothneSs and a Sureness that
promises much for the ships success
in her advent into the iccfields of the
north.
On the nearby shore sat an artist
with his table. the sketching tools and
his copper plate. making a copper etch
ing of the Bowdoin as she lay alongside
4 ,,f r., . /,
his work and also business of eating
peanuts from a bag while he worked.
An then to add to his troubles he was
obliged to get off the narrow gauge
track. where he had camped. while a
tiny engine hauled two tiny cars of
cdgings onto the scene of action for
unloading. But the engine accommo-
datinsly left the center of interest and
left the artist in full command.
Afternoon Reception
, The cool shady lawns which sur
round the WiScasset postoffice were
filled to overlooking down onto the
sidewalk and into the adjoining
fields. with thousands who had come
for miles, by automobiles and other
means, to pay their final respects to
Captain Macmillan and crew. before
the Bowdoin sailed down the river
on the first lap of her trip north
ward. The reception was held Sat
urday afternoon and prominent
among those present was Gov. Per
cival L. Baxter. Bowdoin. '9S, a class
mate of the Captain. who had come
from his duties at the State House.
to shake the hand of his friend ana
add to the wishes of the many 9TH
crs. ITS for Sod speed.
Captain Macmillan introduced Gov.
Baxter. declaring "P. Baxter" as We
used to call him in college days, is
part of our sailing. He had been
here to bid me God speed on my 9TH
er expeditions and my sailing would
not be complete without him.
The voice of the Governor rang
over the crowd as he stood on the
postoffice steps and expressed to the
people, his sentiments. his wei
wishes for his classmate.
Those of us who are surrounded
by the COnvenienceS of civilization
are prone to forget that there still
are places in the world where man.
to maintain life. must carry on an
amending warfare with nature and
its elements.
THE departure of a little band of
fearless, self-reliant men like those