The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1932-01-14
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ROGERS
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Osaka, Japan-WelI ali I know
is just what I read in the papers,
and what see as prowl. think
the last time I wrote you a long
letter we were in the middle of
the Pacific Ocean. You know am
the champion of the world getting
seasick, and I know that it is just
lack of nerve. If you will just keep
up there and battle with it, and
keep going why you are o. K. But
I am kinder yellow anyhow, and
when I feel little squirmish why
start hitting for the hay, and when
once get down in the old bunk
why am dead dog from then
on, no matter If we are out for
week or month. So knowing this
in advance I was all set for about
eleven days fun and amusement
right in the old bunk with one of
these little tin bread baskets fas-
tened onto the side of it. Everybody
said, All keep going, eat all the
time, drink!
Floyd Gibbons OF course is good
sailor, for he has done nothing but
sail somewhere all his life. He was
a kidding me and telling me to
come on and eat a lot, and have an
other little glass of beer.
Well its a beautiful trip from
Vancouver over to Victoria, that's
the capitol of British Columbia. So
I dident have much excuse to keel
over going through all those beau
tiful wooded islands and straits. We
got over there just about dark, and
there was lot of folks come down
to the boat. The American Consul
there wanted to take me ashore and
show me the town. Coure 1t was
dark, but we drove by all the big
government buildings and we got a
mighty good idea of the city. There
is beautiful homes there and gar
dens and grounds. It's about the
most British city of any in Canada,
there is an awful lot of Britishers
there. I mean-the real ones that,
come direct from England, and are
not Canadians, but British. There
seems to be kind of pack Of
EN- out there.
Well then we pulled out and hit
the real ocean, and course I went
to bed. But even in the, morning
I surprised myself by getting up
and going down to breakfast and
then stuck it out till lunch, and
then dinner, and mind you all this
time was packing in the fodder.
They had awful good eats on the
boat and I just went the limit, and
then about the middle of Mister
Balboa's ocean we hit typhoon,
and that's when the lifeboat was
washed away and kile to got some
more.
Then by that time was figure
ing that I was real sailor. This
thing Of a typhoon, crossed with a
Monsoon, and sired by Hurricane
lasted with all that was following
it, about two days in all. But what
I started to tell you was one time,
away out in New Zealand, that's
right near Australia, was work
ing with circus. Wen I left it
to come to America, or rather the
OnltcQ oIdICSt III we CA hOI Gil
of America. Well was supposed
to make one night trip by small
boat from down the coast where I
left the show, after being in it for
over six months, and finally made
enough to get home on. (But not
first class).
Well the train was on pulled
up beside the boat, and knowing
that was going to be sick, rushed
aboard right away, and I says to
myself I will get in the bunk and
maybe that will help me from be-
ing too sick. Well its the paint,
and that smell of varnish that
does it. Well got Whit of it
going down, and crawled right
into my bunk, (which was in among
a lot of other mems bunks). Now
I was under the impression thai the
boat was going to pull right out.
But this old sniff Of paint had got
me, and sure enough started in be-
| ing sick. I had the old lunch bas-
ket tied right on to the edge of the
bed. (They have lovely little GUS
pidors Of q thing for birds like
mel. Well ] sure was going strong.