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328 and now found himself at my table in Yokohama! So goes the world! I had no recollection of seeing him anywhere, but he knew all about me.

Again I had to move onwards, and to say good-bye with regret to places and people. There was dear Paul Heinrich remaining out in the East as flag-lieutenant to the German Admiral in those seas; when he came to say farewell as I embarked we wondered when and where we were to meet again, or if ever.

[Many have been the meetings since—in Berlin, on his ship at Kiel, on his ship at Corfu—dinners and suppers here and there drives through the old olive woods and orange groves of the fair Ionian Isle, watching the peasants dance the slow, rhythmical dance they danced in Old Greece thousands of years ago and but the other day when he was here with his Imperial master, saunters in Piccadilly, dining at the Ritz—supping at the Royal Automobile Club—what different scenes and memories!]

I was returning to England by America and Canada. My intention was to go from Japan to San Francisco. At the last moment I felt quite impelled to change my mind, and despite remonstrances from every one, determined to go by Vancouver, and could have given no reason. Every time I thought of San Francisco something within me said, " Don't go '" and I let myself be guided by this feeling, this instinct—what was it?

The boat I was to have taken to San Francisco was wrecked at the Golden Horn and most of her passengers drowned!

Indeed, people at home, knowing I proposed going by her, for a time thought I was one off the victims. When I returned I told them I thought them all looking very well in spite of their great loss So it was Saronaya to Japan—and the last