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ing out, SO on I went. Many had come to bid fare- 

 well to friends and relatives. As the great ship started, 

 tears and handkerchiefs were in great evidence. All 

 this made me feel quite sad. I more fully realized 

 that I was leaving a bride of three months at home. 

 In a few hours everything assumed its normal con- 

 dition. Two days out the waves were roUing high; 

 the ladies who had almost lived on deck began to dis- 

 appear and did not come out again until the gales, 

 lasting three days, had passed. They looked as if they 

 had lost their best friend. In the meantime the writer 

 was getting considerable experience, often giving vent 

 to his feelings feeding the fish. Queenstown, Ireland, 

 was our first stop, discharging a few passengers, some 

 cargo and mail. This was Friday night, eleven p. m. 

 The next day we arrived at Liverpool, at eleven a.m. 

 On landing our baggage was examined, which re- 

 quired but a few minutes. We left Liverpool imme- 

 diately for London, stopping at Charing Cross Hotel, 

 too late for supper. We ate at a restaurant across 

 the street. Having satisfied our appetite we prome- 

 naded, taking in some of the sights of the great city. 

 The streets were crowded with people and the cops 

 were very conspicuous.- Charing Cross is quite a 

 large hotel, using stone for floors. Next morning 

 we took train for Dover, crossing English channel, a 

 distance of twenty-eight miles, to Calais, France. On 

 arriving at Dover we were informed that a vessel was 

 lost the night before, which is nothing unusual on 

 the channel. We consider this the most dangerous 

 body of water we ever crossed. From Calais we 

 went directly to Paris, the prettiest city we ever saw, 

 waiting here a few hours for our train. In Paris we 



