On every ship we had friends.

It seemed as if Canada herself were steaming across the ocean.

Day after day, in perfect weather, keeping our relative positions in absolute order, we sped over the deep.

There was none of the usual sense of loneliness which characterizes the ocean voyage.

We looked at the line of vessels and we felt that one spirit and one determination quickened the whole fleet into individual life.
On board the "Andania" the spirit of the men was excellent.