Since the last date thank god we have not had a squall, but doing so little and I am so tired of grumbling I determined not to write again until we got a fair wind, so we are now actually going 8 ½ knots. It doesn’t appear possible. Still there must be an end to all things. I have at times got quite weary, the same old story over again day after day. If we could only get some letters and papers what a comfort they would be to us. I am anticipating some good long letters on our arrival.

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