truth the passenger thought something better might have been achieved, but it' was sufficient, for the uniform resumed lis pristine appearance, the cap regained its impudent angle and all seemed well In one small world at least.
Away to one side a young girl stood at the rail with her arm round young man's neck, he with an arm encircling her waist, It was love! 'Together they stood' straining their eyes Into the vast distances between the ship and the press packing house Just across the creek, They walked the deck holding each other's hands they sat at a table, shared a Bottle of some soft drink, leaning back in their chairs and gazing expansively about, as if they were in the social hall of some big ner just bound across the sea of matrimony.
The lone passenger would have liked to have added a moon to this Uitte picture, but the truth ts that sightseers had to leave the ship at sunset, and there wasn't any moon that night, anyhow.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.