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To the right a little farther away was the House of Parliament, a fine building. The Congress Committee used a view of it to advertise the Congress.
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On July 22 (Saturday) Mollie and I met Miss Cameron at the Waterloo Station at 11:30am and took our train for Southampton. It was one of the hottest days I ever experienced and apparently was a novel temperature for London. We sizzled and stewed for some two and a half hours, arriving at our docks at about 2. The ship was crowded, principally with guests as we afterwards learned, every place was hot and smelly and we are tired out with the journey plus the heat. Poor Mollie had to return to London and I can only hope that she was able to catch her boat for New York the next morning without too much difficulty.
After an hour or two at Sea, and the approach of sunset it was a bit cooler, but the "jolly piping" (as an Englishman called it) hot wave seemed to have spread far out at sea. The Saxon, of the Union Castle Line, proved to be a sturdy boat, well ventilated, well attended and as comfortable as any place could be in such hot weather. On deck slippers, shirt waists, and no wraps were the rule.
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On July 22 (Saturday) Mollie and I met Miss Cameron at the Waterloo Station at 11:30am and took our train for Southampton. It was one of the hottest days I ever experienced and apparently was a novel temperature for London. We sizzled and stewed for some two and a half hours, arriving at our docks at about 2. The ship was crowded, principally with guests as we afterwards learned, every place was hot and smelly and we are tired out with the journey plus the heat. Poor Mollie had to return to London and I can only hope that she was able to catch her boat for New York the next morning without too much difficulty.
After an hour or two at Sea, and the approach of sunset it was a bit cooler, but the "jolly piping" (as an Englishman called it) hot wave seemed to have spread far out at sea. The Saxon, of the Union Castle Line, proved to be a sturdy boat, well ventilated, well attended and as comfortable as any place could be in such hot weather. On deck slippers, shirt waists, and no wraps were the rule.
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I found a [sick?] waist with no wrap very comfortable On Wednesday morning July 26, we were called early for Madiera. The ship anchored about 6 a m and at 6:30 we had bought tickets for a "round trip" The chief object being breakfast at the [Monte?] Palace Hotel (10 shillings). We went ashore in a gasoline launch, and there entered a cow carriage, unique in
appearance. This was drawn over rough cobble stones, with astonishing smoothness. It brought us to the "station" where we took a little train on an inclined road leading up the mountain side. The top afforded [up? us?] a beautiful view of the harbor and town of Funchal.
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A few steps brought us to the Hotel where appetite had prepared us for a hearty breakfast. We found a delicious one consisting of fish, fresh and good, and strawberries picked that morning. We had a choice of methods of descent. We discarded the following as too slow.
