A FLIGHT TO ST. KILDA
were all decent folks, and the sea behaved "uncommon
Of course, in a monotonous voyage like
ours, the mildest piece of fun was thankfully received.
An elderly English lady, in the rough crossing between
St. Kilda and Harris
was seated on a deck-chair, while two
young ladies were reclining on the deck beside her.
Suddenly a wave heaved the vessel up and sent the old
lady over. But the old dame was not in the least put
about; and when I told her we would have called it in
Scotland “a free coup,” great was her mirth. I
mollified her, too, by declaring that it was one of the
most graceful falls I had ever