March 1 Sunday – In Bermuda, the Clemens party took an excursion to see the new island aquarium, which had opened on Jan. 1, 1908. D. Hoffman gives “the effervescent and obliging U.S. consul,” W. Maxwell Greene as organizer of the trip, and writes: Goodwin Gosling, secretary to the Bermuda Natural History Society, also came aboard….

Twelve fish tanks were cleverly constructed within a masonry moat around a powder magazine the Royal Navy had declared obsolete. Open to sunlight and fresh air, the tanks were designed to be approached through dark and mysterious chambers. “The fish were very wonderful in their coloring and form,” Miss Wallace wrote, “but Mr. Clemens didn’t seem to think that they were very sociable. … Clemens, predictably, pronounced the blue and yellow angelfish his favorite. After a keeper prodded the octopus, so it was told, Clemens did the same to Rogers, and said, “There you are, H.H.—the Big Stick is after you, even down here.”

Upon return, the group took cabs to Prospect in Devonshire Parish, just east of Hamilton to review the troops at the British garrison and listen to the band. Tourists were allowed to attend Sunday services in the chapel. D. Hoffman writes of Sam’s approach:

Sundays saw Clemens adopt a careful strategy. He would arrive too late for church but in time for the band, which played under a grove of cedars. On such outings he took further opportunities to poke fun of Rogers, calling him “the Rajah” [108].

Isabel Lyon’s journal:  Sunday and a full day. This morning at 10:30 we went with the

American Consul, Mr. Greene & a scientist, Mr. Gosling, to the Aquarium. We were a party of 2 or 15 & going up young Dr. Ditman talked to me about Lafcadio Hearn & he wished that Hearn could have come to Bermuda & could have written of its beauties, before he went to Japan to grow ever iller & finally pessimistic & then to die. The Aquarium isn’t large, but its specimens are very beautiful. There was a young eager Bermudian there who seemed to know more about the real lives of fish than the scientist did. It was a darling sail, and when we reached the Princess, we scrambled for cabs and drove up to Prospect to see the young soldiers and to hear the band. We met some very agreeable people there. Mrs. Peck again, and Lieut. Frewen and Mrs. Frewen and Capt. Rose and others. Mrs. Peck comes down every winter and calls herself a “Hardy Annual”. After luncheon at 4 “The Harem” and Miss Wallace started for Soucy to have tea with Mrs. Hastings and her daughters. It was very sweet and calm there. The King protested that the fire was poorly laid, and under his bidding I mended its structure, and up it blazed, while the King sat near the table with a sweet black cat in his lap. All day it has been an arriving and a departing, for after leaving Mr. Rogers at the Princess we drove up to Belleterre, Mayor James’s very lovely house with its beautiful garden, quaint, and a pride to the Colonel and a joy to the rest of us. We had tea again, in the library, where there were 5 beautiful Chinese rice-bowls up on a high shelf. Then another departing and an arriving at the Hotel after a drive home in the twilight  [MTP: IVL TS 30-31]. Note: likely Sir Moreton Frewen.