In the harbor was the British battle ship Hood, a world famous ship, the one which Prince George had come into the islands on in his South African tour. It was a mammoth thing. Swinging along side of it was a Portuguese man o' war, a little tub so small that a Lake Erie crossing in bad weather would sink it. The comparison was laughable. Madeira wine as you now is world famous for its flavor and mellowness. It really is good, I have never seen anything like it. The first went to the lace shops but they finally ended their shore leave by riding an ox sled over the cobble stone streets. On the quay hawkers of all descriptions had their wares on display, fruits, pictures, souviners, amber beads at a dollar and a half a pair. Now I wish I had had taken a pair, but tomorrow in Tenerife I will find the same thing. On board the ship again we looked down on native boys who would dive for a nickle, natives with wicker ware, parrots, dogs, anything that could be brought out in a row boat.