With Speaker Cannon through the tropics : a descriptive story of a voyage to the West Indies, Venezuela and Panama: containing views of the Speaker upon our colonial possessions . sh and the of the fowls were sufficiently game to amuse a fewof the passengers when the trip became tedious. We passed over the beautiful sea-gardens, noting, aswe went, the delightful clarity of the water, and after hoursof careful sailing at last sighted the ship we had lost. Ahasty collection for our gallant captain and his crew wascheerfully contributed. We found anchored nearby theBluecher two large
With Speaker Cannon through the tropics : a descriptive story of a voyage to the West Indies, Venezuela and Panama: containing views of the Speaker upon our colonial possessions . sh and the of the fowls were sufficiently game to amuse a fewof the passengers when the trip became tedious. We passed over the beautiful sea-gardens, noting, aswe went, the delightful clarity of the water, and after hoursof careful sailing at last sighted the ship we had lost. Ahasty collection for our gallant captain and his crew wascheerfully contributed. We found anchored nearby theBluecher two large sailing vessels, both disabled and hold-ing fast to this place of shelter, showing that others hadsuffered the effects of the great storm. As we approached the ship, the anxious passengerscrowded to the rail, then the band began to play, and a morecheerful home-coming, perhaps, could not well be and cheers went up from both vessels. In OneBrief Year Ill Have Served My Time, a Russian folk-loresong, happened to be the bands selection for the occasion. We were reunited; families dissevered for four longdays under circumstances novel enough for the romancer,. MAROONED PASSENGERS RETURNING TO SHIP, NASSAU. 24 THE CITY O^ NASSAU. 371 were coming together. The raising of the gang-plank overthe now smooth and placid waters was the signal for agreat cheer. Then, one by one, the passengers felt theirway across, to receive, on the firm deck of the great ship,the hugs and hand-grasps of their relatives and was a time for hugging, kissing and crying, and someof the women fairly danced with joy. They franklyadmitted that they had been unaware of our fate until thearrival of the messages earlier in the day. Many had beenseasick, and this only added to their sense of distress. We found Dr. White, the former German Ambassador,very much improved in health. He shook hands with theSpeaker and started in at once to swap experiences. A dash was made for the staterooms,
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