ons in a sensible and gallant fellow.
As a correspondent he scored a marked success, for which he had good fortune, as well as his own pains, to thank.
On his way out, he had made private arrangements with the chief of the telegraph office, at Suez, about transmitting his despatches.
My telegrams, he notes in the Journal, are to be addressed to him, and he will undertake that there shall be no delay in sending them to London, for which services I am to pay handsomely if, on my return, I hea.
In the Red Sea, the steamer stuck aground for four days; and, under the broiling heat, an exchange of chaff between a colonel and captain generated wrath and a prospective duel; Stanley's mediation was accepted; reconciliation, champagne, and — Suez at last; but only to face five days of quarantine!
Stanley manages to get a long despatch ashore, to his friend in the telegraph office.
It is before all the others, and is hurried off; then the cable between Alexandria and Malta breaks, and for