Coming back down the river to the ship, the passengers got into a
general discussion of what they had seen and what they enjoyed.
Some liked one thing and some another. But the consensus seemed
to center on the beautiful, graceful and elaborate marble
tombstones and mausoleums at the cemetery. So next time when in
Guayaquil, go out and have a look at its No. 1 attraction.
Of the present passenger list, one of the most interesting to me
is a piano playing timber buyer, or let us say, a timber buying
piano player. I have seen a great many piano players and lots of
timber buyers in my time, but this, I think, is the first
combination of the two professions in any one man I have had the
good fortune to encounter. The load he carries must be Herculean.
At one time I was a piano player. That was after father and I
decided the life of a pool expert was not the life for me. At the
zenith of my interpretation and rending of the masters I was also
enrolled in college, but even my best friends on the faculty were
unanimous in agreeing I was not both a student and a piano
player.
My new friend buys balsa by the ship load and sends it to the
U.S. and England. We talked about walnut, oak, mahogany and then
some Brazil and South American heavy woods.
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