The boat came to take us up river and it was nine before we got breakfast, the morning is fine, and it is far more pleasant here, then the place we left, Mr. Brener brought me a beautiful bouquet which is very fragrant, 3 kinds of roses pansies bachelor buttons in various colours grass pinks, red & pink flox 2 kinds of mint-sweet mittiams, more that I do not recognize, what should we say to such a bunch at home on the 13th of April. Had a call from Mr. Wm Osgood also from Miss Elen Perry & her cousin Miss Dale
Last evening had a delightful call from Mr. Vermilye & Mr. V.Johnson, what an unexpected surprise, and how pleasant to meet our dear pastor so far from home and looking so well after his illness, He told us many painful & pleasant things concerning home, as a society we have been very prospered which we should be thankful, regret to have them leave but they have promised to come again, forgot I had been sick until they rose to go – S has be driving all day commenced discharging, finds he must move up town to discharge salt
have been quite unwell a few days, but am better, had a call yesterday from Mrs. Stickney & daughter, promised to go & see them next week if well enough, tis pleasant to see the faces of old friends and know that their declining years are passing in health and comfort among their children
The Mate & men all came on board for their bags sober with one exception, poor Harry said all he wanted his money for was to get drunk with, at noon the ships in our neighborhood wear their flags at half mast, on account of the death of Mr. Hyman of the firm of JP Whitney & Co. “death has laid his hand heavily on friends at home since we left, a number of the young & promising have been taken away, “death loves a shining mark” S has just come in with the intelligence of Capt J Coffin death, which occurred Jan last in the place a sad event to his wife & children why are we spared’
Run until 1 this morning and was obliged to anchor in the fog again, started again at 6 ½ the steamship Cahambra passed us on the way up, also a tow that was astern when the fog cleared, we are hoping to be in to night, the Capt has been on board to see how far up the river he must take us that sounds encouraging, it is just 7 “let go the anchor” Oh what a sound we have just heard it the sixth time in as many nights, doomed to disappointment, our passage up the river has been very tedious, we have had the slowest boat on the river, and she has had a heavy tow, two large & deeply laden ships, and what is still more trying the most powerful boat passed us to day with one small ship in tow.
At six this morning the steamboat Anglo Norman & star came alongside and in two hours the good ship Volant’s at anchor in the river, we have been dragged through a long mud puddle to get thus far, and have a still longer one before us, we see by a paper loaned us by the steamboat Capt the Fanny Giffney, which sailed from Liverpool a few days before us has been last, the crew of the Roseanne, that sailed the day before mutinied at sea, she put into St Thomas for men, and has gone up the river with 11 men in irons, we have been highly favoured in having a good and willing crew, and in being brought safely thus far, at one o’clock that Anglo left came to take us u the river in company with the Jersey at PM came to anchor in account of fog,
1855 Sabbath morning at anchor at the mouth of the Mississippi, one of the men caught a white crane last night and confined him on the forward house, long enough for Miss Fanny to look at him this morning, then cut the string that held him, and away he flew, at half past one the Anglo Norman & Anglo American came alongside made fast & at two started to take us over the bar, they tugged and pulled at us as if they would pull us in two pieces 4 hours the left us stuck in the mud like Oliver Flood