Seasickness


On the first morning of the voyage, the vessel ran into a nasty choppy

sea, which steadily grew worse. There were twenty-five passengers at the

captain's table for dinner, and he addressed them in an amiable

welcoming speech:



"I hope that all twenty-five of you will have a pleasant trip." The soup

appeared, and he continued: "I sincerely hope that this little assembly

of twenty-four will thoroughly enjoy
he voyage. I look upon these

twenty-two smiling faces as a father upon his family, for I am

responsible for the safety of this group of seventeen. And now I ask

that all fourteen of you join me in drinking to a merry trip. Indeed, I

believe that we eight are most congenial, and I applaud the good fortune

that brought these three persons to my table. You and I, my dear sir,

are---- Here, steward, clear away all those dishes, and bring me the

fish."



* * *



The pair on their honeymoon were crossing the Channel, and the movement

of the waves seemed to be going on right inside the bride. In a fleeting

moment of internal calm she murmured pathetically to the bridegroom in

whose arms she was clasped:



"Oh, Jimmy, Jimmy, do you love me?"



"My darling!" he affirmed. "You know I love you with all my heart and

soul--I worship you, I adore you, my precious oontsy-woontsy!"



The boat reeled, and a sickening pang thrilled through all the

foundations of the bride's being.



"O dear, O dear!" she gasped. "I hoped that might help a little, but it

didn't--not a bit!"



* * *



The seasick voyager on the ocean bowed humbly over the rail and made

libation to Neptune. The kindly old gentleman who stood near remarked

sympathetically:



"You have a weak stomach."



The victim paused in his distressing occupation to snort indignantly:



"Weak? Humph! I guess I can throw as far as anybody on this ship."



* * *



The wife of the seasick passenger was about to leave the stateroom for

dinner. She inquired of her husband solicitously:



"George, shall I have the steward bring some dinner to you here?"



"No," was the reply, haltingly given between groans.



"But I wish, my dear, you would ask him to take it on deck and throw it

over the rail for me."



* * *



The moralizing gentleman at the club remarked ponderously:



"If there is anything in a man, travel will bring it out."



One who had just landed from a rough crossing agreed bitterly:



"Especially ocean travel."



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