Not so far away was a trinity of original sin—two white boys and their negro pal, in shirts and trousers, shock-haired and bare-footed, They carried a stock of bananas, jettisoned from a fruit steamer unloading a ttle way down the stream. Somehow or other a skin struck the lover in the back of the neck, and as no tone stayed to give explanations or pacify his indignation no one will ever really know how it happened, though possibly three young boys Taughing Inter that evening as they fished for sheepsheads might have provided a solution, The lovers left. It is dim cult to maintain an atmosphere of romance already fractured by a precipitated banana skin, At Galvesion the ship tied up near the centre of the town. It was a Sunday and from morning til) night she was thronged with visitors. The oticers were photographed—with protly girls, Pretty girls posed for pictures which the officers added to their collections, crowds swarmed the bridge to sce how the vessel was controlled, with no one to explain the mysteries to them. Yet they gazed and gazed, taking it all in but apparently understanding little about Over the entrance to the captain's quarters, near where the lone senger was sitting, there was a glass covered case in which was displayed a large axe, "Say, mister, what do they want an axe for on an iron ship ike this?" The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing high heeled boots, wrought in many colours, to which were fixed spurs. Ho walked with a peculiar mincing gait, but, neverthe Jess looked a tough sombre.
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