---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Hewlett, Frank J.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 12
number: 9
published: 1909-07
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Frank J. Hewlett, "People and Places in the Orient—II. On the Wave," *Improvement Era* 12, no. 9 (July 1909): 737–742.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1209unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera1209unse
start_page: 737
end_page: 742
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1909-07)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1209unse
  publication_year: 1909
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1909, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# People and Places in the Orient—II. On the Wave

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PEOPLE AND PLACES IN THE ORIENT.
BY FRANK    J.   HEWLETT, DIRECTOR OF THE UTAH STATE FAIR AND
                 PRESIDENT OF HEWLETT BROS. COMPANY.

                        II.— ON     THE WAVE.
    The Pacific Mail S. S. Siberia is 592 feet long, with a depth
of 40 feet, beam 63 feet, tonnage 18,000, horse power 18,000,
speed eighteen miles an hour.   It takes 156 tons of coal every 24

                                        hours     to    make   the   black
                                        smoke that belches through
                                        her two large funnels. The
                                        item of expense for fuel alone
                                        on a voyage from San Fran-
                                        cisco    to    Hongkong, China,
                                        and return, is $65,000. Her
                                        coaling stations are San Fran-
                                        cisco,    Honolulu, Yokohama,
                                        and Nagasaki, Japan. These
                                        figures are furnished me by
                                        A. E. Moncaster, chief en-
                                        gineer.        Her commander is
                                        A. Zeeder, a genial,intelligent
       Deck Scene on the Siberia.       gentleman, who is fast win-
                                 passengers.    The officers are all
ning the love and respect of his
                                    Chinese.   The   Chinese are en-
Americans, the crew and servants,
                                     Next  they  are  weighed, their
gaged with an ironclad contract.
                                         all birth     marks are carefully
height taken, the color of their eyes,
                                       the last two trips out from
examined and registered, and during
                                              with the company s
Hongkong, they have actually been branded
                       This is to prevent others being substituted
mark   in India ink.

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738                          IMPR VEMENT ERA

for the return voyage.   They live together in the steerage. The
company allows them extra compensation so that they can buy
their own kind of food and cook it to suit themselves.   When not
working they are playing fan-tan, smoking opium, and keeping up
an incessant chatter.             There is a clause in the contract which         is

strictly     adhered to, and that          is if   any of them die on shipboard,
they shall not be buried at sea, but embalmed and carried on to
China.
        Our table waiters are also from the "flowery kingdom," and
it is   rather amusing to watch them.                 They wear blue       suits for
breakfast and lunch; but at
dinner, they dress in             long,
white    — well      I  them
                           call

night-shirts. They also wear
white gloves to match.
    We order by number
from our bill of fare, or menu
card, and it is surprising how
readily these Chinese waiters
remember the numbers.               My
seat    is   near a group of tea-
buyers, several of them on
their    fifteenth       annual   trip,             Portion of Dining Saloon.
and one, Otis A. Poole, holds
the high record for those aboard, being on his twenty-sixth long sea
journey.       Of course, some of the others have not crossed quite so
often.        Some are booked   for Formosa, w^ere the Oolong teas
grow.         Others are going to Kobe, Shidozuoka, and Yokohama,
Hankow, and Amov, China.                  While a few will travel still further
to Ceylon and India.              All are going to one       or the other of the
great tea centers of the world.
        We are living in a cosmopolitan, floating city.                    So many
nationalities     are represented, and so many veteran travelers are
gathered together on one of these Pacific steamers, that the com-
placent young tourist, whose town and family viewed him as a
Stanley, or Columbus, when he started to circle the globe, shrinks
into nothingness          beside the tea, silk, or opium merchant at his
elbow who       is   making       his twentieth     or perhaps thirtieth round.

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PEOPLE AND PLACES OF THE ORIENT.                                739

Members of the consular service representing the big governments
of the earth are returning to their fields of labor.           Their tales of
travel and     work   in the   diplomatic    field   are very interesting and
well worth listening to.       A Manila or Java planter, a teak-wood,
or pearl merchant from Siam, the swarthy                  Anglo-Indian from
India, the serious    Englishman     in   the Consular service,      and     last

but not least the ever smiling, happy-go-lucky drummer with both
eyes wide open awaiting an opportunity to scoop an order.
     We are also honored with the presence of former Queen Liliu-
okulani of Hawaii, who has been in Washington since last November
pressing her claim of $250,000 against Uncle Sam, for lands and
personal property taken from her at the time the Islands were
annexed to the United States.            She has been ably represented in
                                             Congress, and is now on her
                                             way home, where         she     will

                                             await results, which we hope
                                             will be satisfactory;    for,    up
                                             to the present time,     it   looks
                                                          "might makes
                                             like a case of

                                             right."   Her   large state
                                             room is a perfect bower of
                                             beautiful flowers.    She is ac-
                                             companied by her maid and
                                             her secretary, J. D. Aimoka.
                                                 The first two days at sea
                                             is          monotonous for
                                                     rather
    Playing Shuffleboard on Boat-deck.
                                             some of the amateurs, and
when you ask them, "How are you feeling?" that far-away smile
                                                               ?s
means volumes to those who understand;— well, let us forget it
merely a tiny phantom of the past.
     The second night out there was real excitement.        An inci-
                        be  remembered   for some  time.  Just  after
dent occurred that will

                      whistle  gave  three   tremendous  blasts,  the
midnight the ship's
                     whirl,  and the boat was   brought  almost  to a
machinery ceased to
             Thoughts of a collision were foremost in the minds
                                                                               of
stand-still.
                                              tumbled out of their
the now bewildered passengers, as they
                             Would   like to have taken a picture of
beds, and into the aisles.
                          variegated  costumes,  but was scared like
some of them in their

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the rest of the good people.              One nervous old lady shrieked in my
ear,"I know we are going to the bottom!"    On the top deck the
passengers clambered, and there we saw a beautiful sight.   The
bright stars above, the dark sea beneath, while a short distance
away was another liner, her electric lights flashing from bow to
stern, and numerous signals that we could not understand, were
constantly shot skyward.    It was the S. S. Manchuria, 27,000

tons, bound for San Francisco.      A few minutes later a life boat
was lowered and manned by six Chinese and an American officer.
They were soon alongside of the Siberia, and two stowaways who
had crept aboard at Honolulu were transferred to our ship, put in
irons and taken below to be sent back to Honolulu.
       The time wasted was forty minutes,
besides the danger of launching the boat
in   the night.     For information I asked
one of the officers    if that were not an

expensive     bit   of    work.      His        answer
was, "As near as         I can figure, the cost

will be   about $210, stopping and start-
the    two boats,        loss   of   time,       etc."
"Would it not have been better to have
put them to work and        let them earn

their passage?"      He answered, "No; for                Swimming Pool on S. S.
the reason it would encourage others to                         Siberia

stow themselves away, and            it    is   a writ-
ten law with our          company that where it is possible to make the
transfer, to do so, and turn them over to the proper authorities."
The passengers went back to their beds to dream of stowaways,
ship-wrecks, etc.
     Next day sea-sickness had worn off with most of the pas-
sengers, and, becoming better acquainted, they were in for hav-
ing a good time.    A notice was tacked up on the bulletin board in
the social hall, calling for a meeting in the dining room at 2:30.
Two committees were appointed,                    one on finance, the other on
amusements.         Before leaving, a collection was taken up, which
amounted to $130, and this was formed into different sized purses,
and used as prizes for which most of the passengers contested.
It was a sort of Olympic game held in mid- ocean, in which ladies

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PEOPLE AND PLACES OF THE ORIENT.                        741

and gentlemen joined.         There was considerable rivalry among cer-
tain factions; for instance,       Germans and English.     Among the
sports entered into by the ladies were the spoon-and-egg sprints,
and the potato-race.
     In the spoon-and-egg race, a hen's egg is laid on the deck at
a certain spot and the girl contestants must run and scoop this up
with a spoon, and carry it back to the goal, without letting it fall.
The distance is about fifty yards. It requires skill to get the egg
into the spoon, and a steady hand to carry it.
     Next came the potato race.       Twelve raw potatoes are laid
upon the deck, the Irish apples being about three feet apart.
There is a small box at the end of each row.   In this game three

girls can contest at one time.  Each takes a row and attempts to
gather her potatoes quicker than the others.    The potatoes can
only be picked up one at a time, and all must go into the box at
the end of the row.  The one who finishes first, putting her full
dozen into the box,    the winner.
                         is          The contest was between
German, English, and American ladies. Sturdy England won the
day, amid much cheering and clapping of hands.
     Another sport in which both sexes contested was threading
the needle.     Two ladies stood at one end holding a needle in posi-
tion to be threaded.     Two boys      start from the opposite end on a

dead run, thread in hand to perform the expert feat of putting
the thread through the eye of a needle in about two seconds, if he
expects to be declared the winner; then running back to the
coveted goal. Next time the movements were reversed, the ladies
doing the running part.    There were many exciting contests
which created considerable amusement.
    The next was a cracker-eating contest.             Ten small boys
stood on      ten stools, and the way they stuffed    cracuers, covered
                                                         had been
with blackberry jam, was a caution: and if the contest
                                             for a cracker famine
of long duration the prospects looked bright
aboard.
     As for games for the men, they were many and mostly
                                                                 ridicu-

lous. The pillow fight was the most
                                    laughable, as well as the most
                                               themselves astride
interesting. In this contest two men balancing
                                       fought each other with pil-
a pole with a mattress beneath them,
                                             the mattress.  There
lows until one was knocked off the pole onto

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were about thirty contestants for this prize.  An American with
Yankee cleverness won it.
     Next was the love chase, ring and shuffleboard contests,
pitching quoits made of rope, punching the bag,and other games too
numerous to mention. Of all the games provided none other
seemed so well suited to provide a clean, exciting amusement as
the hotly contested and old sea-game of shuffleboard. In this game
wooden discs about six inches in diameter and one and one-half
 inches thick are used.            There are four red and four white ones-
They are pushed by means of a long                 stick,    widened at the end,
 and the discs made to        slide across the           deck, the
                                                    attempt being
 made   to    have them stop at advantageous positions in courts
 marked      off on the deck with certain numbers; or attempts are

 made to knock your adversary's discs out of good positions which
he may have attained.          That which makes the game especially in-
teresting     is   to figure correctly on the motion of the boat, which
 by inclining the deck, changes the course of the sliding discs.
      With the exception of the second day the sea was compar-
atively smooth all the way to Honolulu.  Some "globe trotters"
may imagine the voyage monotonous, but I beg to differ.                           What
is there more delightful after the sports are over,                    than to lounge
in an easy chair on the            top    deck and watch nature in her differ-
ent moods.         You see   the    restless, deep and dark blue
                                     rolling,
ocean, and the cloud- checkered sky meeting it along the level hori-
zon all around.       The modifications which the setting sun makes as
this brilliant orb peeps through the rifted clouds lighting up their
fringes in gorgeous colors, and throwing a broad level highway
of silver and goldenshimmer upon the ocean in front of us, com-
bine a picture of elegance and sublimity which only the most
beautiful rainbow       in   all    its   grand array of colors can equal.
Though simple the scene, yet because of its magnificence, one
never becomes weary of watching, till finally the sun disappears
like a ball of red fire      into the blue sea.             At daybreak, on the
morning of April 2, with the              aid of   our    field   glasses, we beheld
the faint outlines of land ahead.             When the sun rose in unclouded
splendor,    Koko     point stood out in bold relief,             all its   rugged out-
]
  ines sharply defined against a tropical sky.                    We had a full and
unobstructed view of the coast as it was slowly revealed like an un-
