STEAM-BOAT EXPRESS, TRIP TO KINGSTON
Last Saturday we took a trip to Kingston on business, aboard the Steam-Boat Express, and seldom have we, (all things considered,) enjoyed more pleasure, or been more highly gratified. The weather, in going over, was very fair, and we had a delightful excursion, feasting our eyes upon the beautiful scenery on the other side, in entering the bay and following its course to Kingston. With the Express, although she is small, we were much pleased, and pronounced her one of our most seaworthy and comfortable boats; but if she was entitled to our commendation in going over, how much more so on our return, when a storm of no ordinary character had lashed our beautiful lake into a perfect fury. Our lady Ontario, for some cause or other, appeared to be in one of her most capricious moods, and seemed bent on thwarting her daughter Express in here every move; but she was not to be thrown off her guard or put out of humor in the least for she frolicked and gamboled upon the bosom of her mother like a "petted child," conscious that no harm would befall her, and that the conduct of the matron was more in peevishness than anger. The young lady, too, had evidently formed quite an attachment for her companion, Captain Throop, and his every direction she obeyed as if by instinct, and these directions seemed dictated by the soundest discretion and wisdom.
To drop our figure - the boat we pronounce first - the captain most skillful, careful and untiring in his exertions to please, and the conduct of all hands, mate, clerk, waiters, firemen, etc. urbane and attentive in the extreme. Nor should we do justice to our feelings were we to fail in our humble need of praise to the cabin maid, whose kind solicitude for & unremitting attention to our "better half," will ever be gratefully remembered, and we most cheerfully recommend her to favorable notice of such ladies as may contemplate a trip to Kingston. We have, in our travels, witnessed a pertness and impudence on the part of some female attendants, which has been only calculated to excite disgust; but nothing of the sort was here she was modest and unassuming in her deportment - all kindness and attention, without garrulity, rudeness or ostentation.
On the whole, we number this little excursion as one of the happiest of our lives, and long shall we remember with satisfaction and pleasure our first trip across Lake Ontario.