The Lookout Volume 8-11 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1917 Excerpt: ...children in the days when a now famous scouring soap was advertised insidiously. That he had written home about his Institute friends and good times was evident from the letter received from a brother in Holland thanking us and telling of his mother's happiness in the knowledge that her young son was in such good hands while in a strange port. Hendrik, therefore, had a reason for his gift of the canaries. He wanted to explain it to the House Mother. "You know I think, on this voyage, I will bring you something, and I cannot think what it shall be. I do not know what a lady would like to have, and then I think of how you smile so nice to me when I am here and lonely for my mother, and I think, 'Hendrik, what it must be is something very pleasant and to make her smile, ' so I bring these two little birds. You will like them; they are very gentle." Hendrik trotted happily downstairs. He had seen his beloved House Mother; he had delivered into hei hands his gentle canaries and she had smiled. Everything was very amiable in a world of charming people. Hendrik turned a thoughtful face toward the mild seductions of the Soda Fountain and sighed with content. A Fear of America He was very ill in his bunk in the forecastle and his black face was drawn into paler lines of suffering. "We will take you to the hospital when we get to New York," the Third Mate said kindly, and was immediately surprised to see the negro sit up in his bunk protestingly. "No, sir, don't take me ashore there. The boys told me I'd be lynched if any American saw me, they lynch black men there." No reassurance could alter his belief of the lurking terrors awaiting him in the port which his ship was so swiftly and inevitably approaching. He crouched close to the wall ...