Jan. 13, 1912.] 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
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without cooks, is more true even afloat than 
ashore, for aboard the Welch was a crew of 
fifteen men and eight passengers, each with the 
appetite of a horse and dependent upon the 
bantam Jap, who presided over the 10x4 galley 
to appease the hunger. It is a satisfaction to 
record that he was very much equal to the oc¬ 
casion and kept the hungry wolf far away to 
sea; in fact, never within sight of the cabin 
door. 
Andrew Govan, the “impressed” grandfather 
cabin boy, was a veteran sailorman from Scot¬ 
land, one of the “steadies” aboard the Welch. 
He said he liked handling the ropes better than 
handling the dishes, but had humor enough to 
accept the situation with all of the Celtic jokes 
at his command, and they were always plenti¬ 
ful. 
Lester Hudson, the assistant cabin boy, a high 
school lad, aspired to the navy and had shipped 
as a green hand that the experience might be 
good for him in getting through Annapolis. 
Owing to the dese'rtion of the first cabin boy, 
he was impressed into the cabin as Andrew’s 
assistant, and did his part fairly well, showing 
that he possessed the first duty of a soldier or 
sailor—obedience to orders. 
The crew exemplified the well known fact that 
the native American is not found in the fore¬ 
castle. There was one son of the States in the 
lot—a Yankee from Massachusetts—but he was 
the exception that proved the rule. The rest 
represented Sweden, Norway, Denmark, Ger¬ 
many, Holland, England, but all were fine fel¬ 
lows, being, according to the seaman of Pina¬ 
fore, “sober men and true and attentive to their 
duty.” 
The rest of the ship’s company included the 
eight passengers, Mr. and Mrs. R. C. Gray, 
from Los Angeles; Mrs. Rogers and her 
daughter. Miss Helen, from Las Pasas; Reuben 
McIntosh and H. A. Truslow, from Redlands; 
L. W. Knight, from San Francisco; Palmer H. 
Langdon, from New York, and a wooly dog, a 
gray cat and twelve leghorn hens, which dis¬ 
appeared in pairs during the voyage, and only 
the cook could tell what ailed them. 
Latitude, 33° 45' north; longitude, 126° 16' 
west. Day’s run 170 miles. Honolulu 1,750 
miles away. 
July 26, 1911; wind, west-northwest; course, south, 42° 
west. 
Scotch mist was what the captain termed the 
weather this morning, but it seemed like the 
general ocean mist, or leaden blanket sky with 
which Atlantic Ocean travelers are familiar. 
Anyone might wonder what the passengers 
could find to do on a sailing bark when the 
weather was not of a nature to furnish ab¬ 
sorbing excitement. But after the first day of 
citified uneasiness, there was diversion and con¬ 
tentment enough to satisfy a nervous wreck. 
First of all, we were away from all modern city 
pests, necessary and unnecessary; no shrieking, 
killing automobiles; no clanging, banging 
trolley cars; no rattling, roaring elevated roads; 
no foul smelling, dust-laden city streets; no 
stinking cigarette cafes. Just the plain ocean 
with its ozone, oxygen and saltgen, its appe¬ 
tizing atmosphere, its ever changing surface, 
its freedom from all cares. 
The first act of the passenger on arising at 
6:30 A. M. was to step out on the quarter deck 
and throw over himself a few buckets of Pacific 
water; then apply the crash towel and he felt 
fit for the day. He then usually had time for 
a little ante-breakfast exercise, such as working 
the pumps, climbing the rigging or pulling the 
ropes as the weather gave the opportunity, and 
when the breakfast bell sounded at 7'30i be was 
ready to do justice to the meal. After break¬ 
fast he could find ship work of some kind to 
do if he cared to look for it, until the time of 
serving beef tea at 10:30. Then there were 
games, reading or discussions to keep him busy 
until dinner at noon. In the afternoon he was 
generally drowsy enough for a nap. He would 
.get up rested and refreshed, ready for tea at 
3:30 or supper at 5 m. In the evening every¬ 
one paced the decks watching the twilight and 
later would gather around the wheel or in the 
chart house, sing songs, swap yarns and have a 
pleasant time generally. 
The nights so far had been pretty dark, and a 
passenger standing on the poop deck beside 
the mate on watch had a weird night scene 
laid out before him—inky blackness on the 
ocean, dim outlines of canvas sails and here 
and there a phantom figure on the decks. This 
evening the weirdness was intensified by the 
sudden illumination of the clouds, which lasted 
for several seconds. We knew it could not be 
lightning, there being no storm within sight 
or hearing, and the second mate said he was 
himself trying to figure out the cause of the 
light. The first mate came to the rescue by 
describing the phenomenon as a “meter,” and 
then it could be readily understood that a 
meteor had flashed across the sky, but had been 
hidden by the clouds, only the meteoric light 
being visible. 
Latitude, 31° 58' north; longitude, 128° 8' 
west. Day’s run 143 miles. Honolulu 1,635 
miles away. 
July 27, 1911; wind, northwest; course, south, 49° west. 
We were awakened this morning by the watch 
hauling around the yards; the winds beginning 
to shift toward the northeast, but they were still 
rather light—good sailing breeze for the hug- 
the-shore yachtsman, but not enough to affect 
a deep-sea square-rigger. 
After breakfast the passengers leaned over 
the teak railing and discussed the negro prob¬ 
lem, and it began to dawn on the sea travelers 
that they had a problem of their own which 
would not down, viz., restraining gluttony. The 
sea appetite is omnipresent and the ship was 
so well provisioned and the Japanese cook 
served such tempting dishes that it took con¬ 
siderable self-restraint not to become a pig. 
For instance, the breakfast this morning con¬ 
sisted of melon, porridge, two great platters of 
ham and eggs, a platter of bacon, a large dish 
of boiled potatoes, and if this were not enough, 
the table was supplemented with a dish of baked 
beans, another one of fried potatoes, besides 
marmalade, biscuits, toast and finally hot cakes. 
or, as they are known ashore, pancakes. And 
every meal was served with equal abundance, 
and there were some rare dishes which are 
never found at the up-to-date six-dollar-a-day 
hotels, but which are served in the cabins of 
sailing vessels. Some of the cook s specialties 
were stuffed cabbages, flavored with the spices 
that are only understood by orientals; curries 
and rices, that would make an Irishman praise 
a Japanese, and salads that are unknown at 
four o’clock teas. 
One of the passengers, known as the 
“Texan,” swore he must reform and at dinner 
would eat only dessert. He kept his word re¬ 
garding the major portion of the meal, but 
when it came to the plum duff, he managed to 
get and eat three plates of this palatable dish. 
He declared he had kept his vow, but his 
fellow passengers swore that he would never 
again fool them that way. He must next time 
state the quantity of each part of the meal he 
would partake, but they afterward learned that 
he was a lawyer, which would mean another 
escape by a technicality. 
Latitude, 31° 51' north; longitude, 129° 39' 
west. Day’s run 103 miles. Honolulu 1,540 
miles away. 
[to be continued.] 
