by their fathers.
Then the cool evening of a tropical climate, the sea glinting in silver moonlit streaks around the ship, which throwing a huge shadow on the water lies silently swinging to her anchor before the peering little red stars of that solitary old-world city. Scenes such as these are some compensation to many a home-sick exile.
Ah, well,--we must not get sentimental and out of tune, though the snores of the whisky-claret Chinaman are particularly discordant. However he passed--as happily passengers do--and so did the night and the early dawn as the s.s. Malacca approached the beautiful island of Singapore (does everyone know it is an island?) Ask you another! Well, can my readers say straight off what constitutes the Straits Settlements, and which are islands? but never mind--skip this and hurry on over the bracket, if an answer were really wanted the bracket would not be there.