were the only passengers present; the others were ashore looking at postal cards. The dance will be given at the approaching San Francisco exposition, a speculator having arranged already for a Samoan village. I am certain I saw three hundred natives on board during our stay at Pago Pago. When I went down to the barber shop to get shaved before dinner, I found the room packed with native women looking at the barber's wares. A ship barber operates a little store, and his wares include toilet articles, clothing, medicines, confectionery, plug tobacco, etc. I don't know that the Samoan women chew plug tobacco, but I saw a good many of them smoking. By-the-way, the barber on the "Sonoma" was barber on the "Siberia" when I went to Japan several years ago.
The afternoon we left Honolulu a new passenger
came aboard, and I saw him first in the smoking-room.
He was very plain, and I thought it my duty to be nice
to him. He was agreeable enough, but not much disposed
to talk. Later I learned that he is a member of
the British Parliament, and that he has twenty-eight
pieces of luggage. He is traveling with a doctor, and
woman nurse, as he is not well. Ship gossip is to the
effect that he is a son of Sir John Lister, a noted Englishman
who has done much in a scientific way. Listerine
was named for Sir John Lister. I do not see
many talk to the British celebrity, except his doctor.
His nurse has been seasick ever since coming on board,
and she cannot be of much use to her employer. The
man sits almost opposite me at the table, and I am
satisfied that if anyone should look at him steadily, he
