BADIN BULLETIN
Page Fivi
The Trip to Demerara
{W. T. Kinsey, *4. H. Scott, and G. H.
McLcod, a "Canuck,” occujjying
the savic stateroom)
“Biildhead” Kinsey, taking an early
start, landed in New York on November
24, having five days before the time
for the boat to sail. Every day he would
call at the office to see if “Farmer”
Scott had arrived. In the meantime, he
would be strolling up Broadway or Fifth
Avenue every few minutes, standing in
the middle of the street with his hat in
his hand looking up at the high buildings
and electric signs. In two or three days,
. he did venture in to see a show, such
as the Hippodrome, and after becoming
a little more broken in ventured to a
roof-garden. He had an idea that he
knew something about dancing, but the
Badin “shimmy” isn’t in it. However,
he thought he was having the time of
his life, and no doubt for years to come
he will be telling what a grand time he
had in New York.
At last “Fai'mer” Scott did arrive, and
after having dinner Scott and Kinsey
started out down Broadway; the first
thing they did was to have their picture
taken. (This picture was shown in the
Janilary Bulletin.)
They strolled on down the street, look
ing around, and spied an electric sign,
“Midnight Frolic,” which seemed to
catch their eye; and in they went. The
song that made the hit was, “You Can’t
Shimmy on Tea.” After the show, they
. retired to their hotel, to get up at 7.00
a. m. to catch a boat which was sched
uled to sail at eleven; so they took a
taxi, which drove them around and
around, because they had time fo spare,
and charged them twelve dollars for
their ignorance. On arriving at the
dock, they were assigned to stateroom
No. 6, to which they proceeded, and
found a Mr. G. H. McLeod, a “Canuck,”
in possession. In this stateroom there
were two bunks and a board, and at
Once an- argument was started as to
who was going to sleep on the board;
and after much cussing and discussing
no agreement could be reached, so the
trio went to the Steward, who said “No
argument is necessary, all reservations
Were arranged at the office, a record of
which I will look up;” and it turned out
Scott drew the lower berth, Kinsey the
Upper, and the “Canuck” the soft side
of the board, which he insisted was a
put-up job. However, he was a good
sport, and took it all in good spirit.
The ship sailed about 1.10 p. m., when
the trio bade farewell to the Statue of
Liberty, singing “Take Me Back to New
Yoi'k Town.” About nine miles out the
harbor, the ship came to a sudden stop
in a fog, and began to back up, and some
one remarked, “What the Heck is the
matter?” which was answered in reply,
“Why nothing but a boat across the
channel just ahead.” After again get
ting started out, it began to rain and
blow, and blow it did all night and all
day Sunday. Then was when the fun
began. Preparations were made Satur
day night for the worst. Only two
garbage cans being available, the
“Canuck” and’ Scott, getting in first,
took possession of them; but it being
discovered that Kinsey was up above, the
Canuck decided to protect himself by
hoisting an umbrella. However, nothing
serious happened until after “Coffee”
Sunday morning; and after a sudden
roll of the ship the “Canuck” remarked,
“Boys, I feel it coming,” and retired to
feed the fish. Kinsey went into the
smoking-room shortly after, and in a
few minutes came out sweating and look
ing pale, remarked “It’s got me.” By
this time the crew was busy lashing
things down on deck preparing for the
storm. Oh! but you should have seen
the “Farmer” then, who thought the
boat was turning handsprings; At least,
it had him turned upside-down, and he
also ran. The dinner bell then rang,
and Kinsey was the only one of the
trio to appear at the table. As usual,
he kept up his record as a good feeder,
and the poor “Farmer” went to bed won
dering if he would ever see Badin again.
The next morning the trio arose, feel
ing as if they had been granted a new
lease o.n life, the weather having calmed
down, and the sun shining brightly.
As it is customary aboard ship to
register a small bet as to the number
of miles covered each twenty-four hours,
they at once formed a pool as to results.
The Canuck argued that the boat was
anchored unless she made 240 miles per
twenty-four hours, which was disputed
by “Farmer” Scott, who placed his esti
mate at 225; along came Kinsey, who
would insist that .she was going as fast
sidewise as forward, and placed his bet
at 216. The result was 236; hence the
“Canuck” won the bet. The rest of the
day was' spent, when not eating, in play
ing checkers, pitching quoits, and tieing
up “Peck’s Bad Boy,” which seemed to
please all the passengers aboard. The
evening was spent in an extended con
ference around the table, the chief sub
ject “Woman. Suffrage,” ending in an
explanation of ^ the automatic telephone
THE BANK OF BADIN’S NEW DWELLING
PLACE
system by our distinguished member
“Farmer” Scott. The “Canuck” being
the first to become disgusted, retired to
the soft side of his board, Kinsey and
Scott following shortly.
Tuesday, December 2—About 5.00 a.
m., the “Canuck” woke up with blood
in his eyes, wanting to know why the
ship's whistles kept continuously blow
ing during the night; and it was dis
covered later that the mysterious noises
came from the upper berth, occupied by
“Baldheaded” Kinsey, who in addition
to his snoring kept up a continuous
conversation with some unknown female
during the night, much to the disgust of
the other occupants of the stateroom,
who demanded, “Why, in heck he did
not carry on his business during busi
ness hours.” While all this was going
on, the “Farmer” lay as one in a trance,
and thought he was in a Pullman car
from Chicago to New York. All arose
about 6.30, and proceeded to the bath
room for a cold salt water bath, rain
coats being substituted for bathrobes,
after which they appeared in the dining
room for coffee. The morning bet on
speed of the ship was won by Kinsey,
the result being 260. This being taken
care of, the trio pi'oceeded to find amuse
ment on deck, such as jumping the rope,
playing pinochle, reading, etc., which
continued during the entire day, quite
interesting to each ‘ of them, especially
the pinochle game. In the afternoon,
the game of quoits was renewed. The