A CORNER IN MOMBASA 
Weather delightfully cool. Made the entrance to the Suez 
Canal and arrived at Port Said. 
The Port is known as the toughest, dirtiest town on earth, 
—but is not nearly so bad as represented. The streets are 
quite clean, and it “looked good” to us—particularly after 
Naples. 
The shops are fair and afford fine shawls and cigarettes, 
providing you purchase in first-class establishments. Swarms 
of street hawkers, coming out to the boats, sell all manner of 
fake stuff. No matter what price is paid, you are sure to 
get the worst of their bargains. We secured some good 
Soudanese beads. 
At sea; fine weather and smooth sailing. Traversed the 
Straits of Messina, separating Italy from Sicily. Scenery de¬ 
lightful. 
In the Mediterranean. Weather fine. Met some very 
pleasant people—a chap named Goode, Colonial Secretary to 
Northeastern Rhodesia; one Penton, returning to his fifteen- 
thousand-acre farm on the Athi River, in British East Africa, 
after vacation; and a certain Mr. Buxton, out for a look at 
the country. All play bridge. 
At sea; weather fine. 
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