up in disaster on the coast of New Jersey at Seabright. They went aground three times during the one night and when they anchored, under the impression that at last they were inside the shelter of Sandy Hook, the blizzard that sorrounded tham lifted and they saw the beach at Seabright only forty feet away. He described also how the cars of the inhabitants swarmed down to see them in their unhappy plight in every make of automobile from Packards to Fords, and how at the end they got off through a fishing net. Tuesday, September 6. (At Sea). Ship's log 243 miles today. It was the day of the great fancy dress ball. Trouble com- menced in the early afternoon. The utter boredom of the voyage, which for some accountable reason has borne down intolerably on every one aboard the ship, precipitated the idea and it was taken up by all those who were not too sick or too miserable to entertain any ideas at all. The fat and frolicsome lady from Adelaide agreed to make any one up between the hours of four and five-thirty, and a small queue of passengers formed outside her stateroom in the rolling passage-way to avail themselves of her services. Finally at supper time they streamed in all in their costumes. There appeared a digger with his knapsack, a girl with nothing more on than a chemise, dressed to represent Heaven knows what, the doctor in a Spanish costume, another as a ghost, another as an executioner, another as a madman (this fellow happily found very little costume necessary), another as a doll, etc. It was a great fiasco, the whole affair, yet even in its wretched state it had a certain beauty in it if nothing more than an example of what a group of humans who are unhappy, miserable and terribly fed up will do to momentarily forget it. The captain got out his rickety old victrola after dinner and the dancing began on the upper deck. It was practically