CHAPTER IV.

AT SEA.

HE City of

Tokio, a

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

vessel belonging
to the Pacific
Mail Steamship

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Co., was lying at

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

her wharf. Men

 

were hurrying
about, giving or
obeying orders.
The last trunks

Se aE were going on
SUNSET AT GOLDEN GATE AND FORT POINT. :
board.

 

 

 

People
were saying good-bye, while the fizz of escaping steam that could be
heard, plainly said, that the leviathan was impatient to be off. Every-
thing was ready at last. Every fastening was released and one Sat-
urday in early spring the steamship gracefully, majestically moved
away.

© Hurrah!” shouted Rick enthusiastically, as he stood among the
passengers watching every movement.

“ Hurrah!” shouted Ralph.

“ Hurrah!” responded Uncle Nat and the other passengers, while
¢ group of enthusiastic boys on shore joined in three ringing cheers.

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