The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, April 01, 1904, Image 12
8 THE BATTALION. nearly all got seasick; the few who did not have the bad luck of getting sick, were unable to eat at the tables, as neither the dishes nor the eatables could rema in in their places on account of the rolling of the steamer. We there fore had to be satisfied with holding our food in one hand, while we held on to something else with the other, so as to keep from falling. This storm lasted the whole day, but on the second it grew worse, as it was accompanied by an in tense fog. Complying with the rules of the steamer, the fog-horn was sounded twice every minute so as to prevent collisions etc. About ten o’clock that morning our steamer received an answer from another one, and as the sound was constantly increasing the passengers became so alarmed that they provided themselves with life-savers, intending to save their lives as best they could. I admit that when I put a life-saver on I felt “cold chills” creeping up my back. I was only fourteen years old and was anxious to see my par ents and my native land before I should be buried in a wat ery grave. My anxieties were soon relieved though, as the sound of the other steamer’s whistle constantlv diminished until it was inaudible. It continued stormy for abouctwo more days, and on the tenth day of my trip which should have lasted but seven days, I arrived safely in New York harbor, where I was greeted by my family.