In 1915 |
San Francisco, Cal., December 18, 1915 |
My dear Catherine:-
Oh, the glorious time! How we did enoy it! It certainly did seem good to see the well known, yet wholly unfamiliar places.
From start to finish the trip was perfect. About fifty set sail for the World's Fair on the Isthmus, September 3. We sailed on the "Culebra" one of the new liners put on by the old P.R.R., now the N.Y.C.Z., and Frisco Line. The boat was large and comfortable. We made the trip in four days. Prof. and Mrs. Carr chaperoned the party. Miss Daniels was also in the party. Miss Daniels contracted a nervous disease her last year on the Zone in 1910. She says it was from teaching freshman Latin at the first period. Do you remember how we annoyed and worried her by not having our lessions? But I am roaming from my subject.
We entered the Canal at Colon. There were fortifications as far as Gatun. Everything was so different that I almost hated to look at it. It did not look like the same old place as when tourists would come down and ask if the Gatun Dam was the "Great Culebra Cut." As we went beyond Gatun the Canal widened into a lake which contained about 164 square miles. It extended as far as where Gorgona used to be. In the distance we could see palm trees. It did not look like a lake, but more like a swamp. We were all interested in the locks at Gatun which we used to cross.
As we came to the place where Gorgona used to be, the lake narrowed into what is known as Culebra Cut. It was very much different from the rock and dirt which we used to see.
We left the Canal at Balboa and entered the Pacific Ocean.
I remain as ever, your old schoolmate.
Odelle Le May.
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The Sophs to Porto Bello Went. |
At nine o'clock
We left the dock
To take a trip
In a little ship.
The sea was rough
And quite a bluff
Was made by some
To avoid "outcome."
There was Mr. Carr
Who could sail by far
The deepest seas
Whene'er he please.
And Marguerite
So coy and sweet,
A sailor, too.
Yes, through and through!
And Franklin J.
Who was quite gay
Till the ship did slide
On the breakers wide.
But alas, these three
As you shall see.
Were doomed awhile
To ghastly smile.
And farther on
Their faces drawn,
Were pinched and white,
Yes, quite a sight.
They sought the rail
Those who were pale.
And without said smile
Stayed there awhile.