The morning came for sailing, and right glad were we for our visit to America, and more so to be pointing our way homeward. There was one thing on the sea that nearly overpowered me both going and coming back, namely, the sea solitude. True, there were attractions and distractions on board—concerts and games—but I always feel it as I look over a boatside away from the sight of land what a silence or solitude there is. The voyages were painless and I think the thing I enjoyed most was going all over the vessel with the captain and engineer, learning what a great township a great liner is. The best amusement I got, however, was the stokers’ band.