Roxas City

Most of the following day was spent cruising along the coast of Panay, passing between its fine outlying islands, which reminded us of the inland sea of Japan.

In the afternoon, we came to the entrance of the river on which Capiz is located.

The secretary crossed overland on the first train to run on the new railway in order to drive in the silver spikes that completed the line.

No dinners had been planned there for those of us who had come by ship, so we did not start upriver until half after eight.

Capiz is only four miles from the mouth, but they were the longest miles we had ever experienced, for by some mistake, the pilot did not arrive, so we went in a resolve launch without one.

We just struggled along as well as we could in the dark till the moon came up, which only mystified us the more with its deceptive shadows.

Half a dozen times we ran deep into mud banks, and the sailormen were forced to jump overboard and shove us off.