I was dressed in the Western fashion, and my appearance was, to say the least, unusual.

We were married at eleven o'clock in the morning, and took the steamer _Morning Star_ at two in the afternoon for our honeymoon journey home.
As we left our carriages and entered the steamer, my wife's father and mother and a number of friends accompanying us, I noticed that I was attracting considerable excited attention.

A number of people, men and women, were on the deck.

As we passed I heard them whispering: "There he is! That's him! I'd know him in the dark!" It was very plain to me that these observations were not particularly friendly.

The glares cast at me were openly hostile.