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 down the table and the deck. Yankee quietly withdrew to hia stateroom, removed @ wad of epiion from ius nostrils, and re- turned on dack to receive the eougratula- tions of all parties, who fumigated them- selves with chercots and washed down the flavor of the dorian with several bottles of champagne at the expense of Johnny Bull.

We left Penang late in the evening in the midst of a terrific squall of rain and wind. The water seomed to pour cown in solid sheets, Halfan nour later it was bright moonlight, aud we steamed along the nar- row channel, winding among ielets for about thirty miles, when we reached the en- trance to the Straits of Malacea. Here we dropped the native pilot inte his boat with- out checking the speed of the steamer, and wasting off the rope he was almost instantly loat to sight sstern. Or course is now northwest ecrosdthe Bay of Bengal to Cal- eutis, When about halt way wo sight the Andaman Isles, lofty, cone-shaped moun- tains, ecyered with verdure to their very aummits, aud a conspicions land mark for saiiers. O1 one cf those {slates the English government vas csisblished a pens? eolony which is visited only twico a year. The Andaman group esmprisea several large islands, some sf which are said ta be inhabited by cannibals, The suggestion of a possibility efa shipwreck in thig neigh- borhood Is not very pleasant. We pags the dapsgon deck, where, protected ‘from the blazing sun bya double awning, we can enjoy the breeze caused by the mation of the ship. But the monotony ofa sea voy- age in the Indian Oczan is very wearisome, Iivery day the same bright sua and clear sky. Books, conversation aud cheroats lose their power to while away the listlesaness, the absolute inanity of gues life. Jn the evening we foungs on deck with a full moon sailing over our hends, the water smooth as glace sad sparkling in tha pkoa phorescent light. What cat be more casrm jog then this “life on the ocean wave.” lingered Jate on deck exjoying this lovely pieture, which all the elements have com- bined te render perfect, and ati last reluc- tantly went below. The lamp ia hurn- ing in the main cabin, which is deserted, and the air ia close and rtifling. I enter my state roura and strike a match. Horror of horrorg! st the gleam of the light a reore of enormous cock-rosches scamper over the floor, trunks and becolothes. I glance at the narrow berth and the thought of vermin