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September 26 - 
The wind, this morning is brisk and cool, but the sun shone as 
we came down the coast , Storm warnings were flying at every light- 
house, end the Captain told us that $ Japanese liner in Boston had 
stayed there rather than follow us along the threatening coast into 
New" York. It gave us an uneasy feeling, and we had the cages in 
Number 6 tied together again. Many of them were loosely stacked 
since being moved out of Number 5, but the carpenter, for the last 
time, brought out planks and nailed the cages together in sections, 
so that one would hold the other upright. 
At eight o T clock we passed Ambrose Light, and hung over the 
rail for the last time watching the pilot come aboard. Ps in a 
small town, where the natives go down to the depot to see the train 
come in, so we hsra gather at the rail to watch the pilot come ahoard- 
any event that breaks the monotony of days at see is interesting. 
Besides, in a swell, such as we have tonight, one has to admire the 
agility of the man who steps from a bouncing rowboat to the rope 
ladder and brings himself up on to the main deck. 
P few moments later Captain Rowe came into the day room, 
%jm3 smiling, hat cocked rakishly over one eye, and reported ?, I f ve 
found your last port for you. Pftev this you'll have to find your 
own ports. Tt 
We were, of course, too late to land. WmxidsMwKsmm It never- 
seemed odd to sleep in the harbor of Singapore* Belawan, or Bombay, 
but somehow going to bed in full sight of the Ftatue of Liberty 
with a huge Wrigley sign flashing colored lights into our cabin, 
seemed strange. & ^ym-ew r t®^fo®m®? r rndyyei 
September P7 - 
I wps up at five o'clock, and as soon ?s it was light enough 
clambered dora into Number 6 to clean and feed my charges for the 
last time. Davis and Jennier had been up most of the night, and 
had all the cages nailed fast, and everything ready to move. There 
w?s delay, of course, in landing, but by ten o'clock the big cages 
began to* go over the side, where they were loaded into trucks waiting 
on the pier. 
The New York office had been pretty strict about allowing 
visitors to the Silverash, and Bernice Siebold, who sails to-morrow 
for Liberia, was our only unofficial guest. Of course the Quaran- 
tine inspectors, customs men, express agents, etc. , were all over 
the place, and kept Bill busy. Just after lunch Frahk Buck showed 
up for a brief visit. |v| ^^MJM&M^^^' 
We had lunch on board - our last curry - and shortly there- 
after went ashore ourselves. I hated to leave the ship that had 
been our home for fifty days, and co-Id only keep myself cheered 
up by mal ing the Captain reiterate his promise that he would let 
us know when she came into Baltimore, and we could see him and it 
again there. 
There was considerable difficulty in getting the giraffes 
off the pier. The Sudan government had shipped them to as in 
