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six-thirty the St. Louis we saluted her with the British ensign. Took a number of pictures. One that I do hope will be good. It was of the old English farmer, the one with the, halo, around his chin of fine red whiskers. He is a fine old gentleman, but he is a character one seldom sees. Every bit of him is homely. Dominion liner has just passed us. About ten o'clock the cows entertained us with a "bit of a concert" We were pitching quaits [strikethrough] and [strikethrough] at the time, and the captain said the cows were cheering the ladies who were throwing the rings, every where except on deck. They needed encouragement, but not such an enormous burst of applause as the bullochs raised. At eleven Morse (the horse dealer), brought from below a cattle puncher, who entertained the passengers playing the piano, and singing in the ladies salon. He sang pretty well and played finely. He had a devilish wild expression, long hair, and one thumb missing. He dressed for the occassion as well as any man on the boat. I cannot