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The Cruise of the Reserve Squadron. A5 we touch at. Another (Captain Pyramid) will be reading up a page of Sanskrit. A third (the amiable M.B., our junior surgeon) is study- ing Theology for a Debating Society. A fourth (Pat Darcy: the only leaven of Irish blood in the ward-room wherewith to infuse a slight tone of dash and romance and wildness into the more sober Saxon temperament) is great in art treasures, and pores over the most wonderful collection of photographs and black paper silhouettes in the United Kingdom. He spends half his time in gazing dreamily at their beauties and re-arranging their order; occasionally holding one up to our united and enthusiastic admiration. Two frivolous minds at the other end of the table are somewhat distracting the attention of our more sober intellects by rattling the dice at a game i] 7 ityc> a ex i “im ec]! SV, val A\\ pie >) ni vi tif i Phi hy ye ay AAS A Fue aial Shr ee Nea AW pe NY “Al i \ Weneruty “~.t = ere nt . : : ‘ j a: BO Sent Oy MATEY tT Ss Den ee ‘sn | Pa a is ‘ ig lt is iA} \ Bay a al WV op we a, he i al 4 ] fs Top t f .« iY uy. My / Hi Nol Py ‘ yi Vhs We Oy) YW} \ 7" Pay ee | ’ hy WY he ———— / ) \ j > ! f hie y/ PLN bree GA N\A ian Ta — (gy ih) , ) HOR) Tae city dante Oy sald i . ‘\), \ Hk \% int Whe f } | ' ¥} \ Mi fy y 1 ) AY) iW, 1 } f b fy yy ae A HH { "bY THE WHITE HORSE. of backgammon. Perhaps it is as well that there ave one or twO frivolous beings on board. It keeps up the balance of things, the con- trast of light and shade; prevents our becoming altogether a group of students too much devoted to the midnight oil and the study of philosophy and metaphysics, the interesting topic of molecules. Finally, this cruise is especially delightful because of the com- panionship. There is no pleasanter, more gentlemanly, more genial set of men on the face of the globe than our naval officers. Devoid of all affectation and conceit, there 1s a freedom and frankness about them, a straightforward genuineness, an apparent forgetfulness of self, which makes them the best of friends, the pleasantest of guests, the most hospitable of hosts. Entering the Service at an age scarcely beyond childhood (a point that certainly needs re-considera- tion) they are launched upon a long course of severe discipline—and, where the First Lieutenant happens to be a martinet, of suffering. All nonsense is knocked out of them, and arriving at man’s estate, they reap the benefit of the school that has fitted them for their profession. CONNICLOOKS (CO)