"We hear all our lives about the 'gentle, stormless Pacific,' and about the 'smooth and delightful route to the Sandwich Islands,' and about the 'steady blowing trades' that never vary, never change, never 'chop around,' and all the days of our boyhood we read how that infatuated old ass, Balboa, looked out from the top of a high rock upon a broad sea as calm and peaceful as a sylvan lake, and went into an ecstasy of delight, like any other Greaser over any other trifle, and shouted in his foreign tongue and waved his country's banner, and named his great discovery 'Pacific'—thus uttering a lie which will go on deceiving generation after generation of students while the old ocean lasts." —Chapter 2, page 10

"It is a matter of the utmost importance to the United States that her trade with these islands should...