Posts Tagged ‘Rudyard Kipling’

  The captain whistled again, and far and far astern the invisible twin steam-sirens answered us. Their blasting shriek grew louder, till at last it seemed to tear out of the fog just above our quarter, and I cowered while the Rathmines plunged bows under on a double swell that crossed. ‘No more,’ said Frithiof,…

  Once a priest, always a priest; once a mason, always a mason; but once a journalist, always and for ever a journalist. There were three of us, all newspaper men, the only passengers on a little tramp steamer that ran where her owners told her to go. She had once been in the Bilbao…