There are no people who are quite so vulgar as the over-refined ones.
-- Pudd'nhead Wilson New Calendar.
W E sailed from Calcutta toward the end of March; stopped a day at Madras; two or three days in Ceylon; then sailed westward on a long flight for Mauritius. From my diary:
April 7 . We are far abroad upon the smooth waters of the Indian Ocean, now; it is shady and pleasant and peaceful under the vast spread of the awnings, and life is perfect again--ideal.
The difference between a river and a sea is, that. the river looks fluid, and the sea solid--usually looks as if you could step out and walk on it.
The captain has this peculiarity--he cannot tell the truth in a plausible way. In this he is the very opposite of the austere Scot who sits midway of the table; he cannot tell a lie in an un plausible way. When the captain finishes a statement the passengers glance at each other privately, as who should say, "Do yon believe that?" When the Scot finishes one, the look says, "How strange and interesting." The whole secret is in the manner and method of the two men. The captain is a little shy and diffident, and he states the simplest fact as if he were a little afraid of it, while the Scot delivers himself of