A fine summer like day have been sitting deck with my sewing, a dead calm all the morning, PM a little breeze from the south have made 87 miles to day.
a fine day wind ahead ship going 9 knot, if we could go our course it would be encouraging have made 75 miles, a sail in sight at half past 11 steering east, with a fair wind she passed us at a rapid rate and was soon out of sight, a heavy head sea which is not altogether so agreeable, almost knocks my pen out of my hand
A breeze from SSQ have made 149 miles last 24 hours finished holystoning the poopdeck the second time it looks real nice, the men were obliged to quit work at noon on account of the heavy sea
Wind ahead almost, the even crew holystoning decks, a sail in sight, a headache and I feel very little like work, have amused myself by raveling Fanny’s old tippet to pieces and working it up into notions, PM 7 o’clock the ship Chevalier bound to Liverpool, passed our bows and spoke us Lat 33 Lon 35
Sabbath breeze from NW continues have made 164
Hove too last night at six o’clock on account of the strong head wind and heavy sea, made sail again at twelve, midnight, before daylight the wind came from NW and we are again on our course
4 AM they put her on the other tack again, and made the island of St. Michael again at six this morning, and passed it under double reefed topsails, at noon came up with St. Marys, close reef’d topsails, took in mainsail, Mrs. Brown pointed out to us the place, where the Bengal was run ashore, the weather bas been so rainy and squally that I could not stay on deck as much as I liked, the eastern side of the islands, which we passed is high land, rising out the ocean like a mountain almost perpendicularly, we could discern settlements scattered here and there in the vallys, and on the hillside, the land looks rich and fertile, the grass quite green, St. Marys is about 50 miles distant from St. Michael, and resembles it in its general features, but is not as large, we saw one little village on a plain that seemed very near the ocean, it looks to us in the distance as if it might be overwhelmed in a violent storm from the NW no trees visible, suspect we are far from the fruit growing district, many small streams of water are pouring down the sides of the mountains into the ocean, one quite large, which we called St. Marys Falls, wind blowing strong from WNW all day, have run in two days 110 miles.
Mistake in the reckoning yesterday, instead of 250 miles, her distance was 182 miles, to day 201 miles, PM showery and light wind
The distance made last 24 hours 250 miles, this her greatest days run since leaving N. York, the weather has been very changeable, at times pleasant, and then so squally that it is impossible to have a fire in the stove on account of smoke.
F’s birth day, 6 years of her mortal life has gone fast another bird made us a call to day he flew about awhile and made his exit by the side light, glad to feel the free air, a rainy morning no sun, have made 105 miles to day, after tea passed a (?) bound east.