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little sleep. So the next day I pressed the button and raised Cain - a poor pun, for the steward's name is Cain - and I asked Cain to please improve the situation. The next night one mattress had been removed and with a sideboard on one side and an extra pillow on the other I fared well in the rough stormy days that came later.

Rough stormy days they were too. I let you know that I think March is hardly a pleasant month to venture across the pond. The second day out we ran into a goodly sea that broke over the bow and drenched half the deck, then we had one fine day and next a pitchy huge-[[strikethrough]] illegible [[/strikethrough]]^[[waved]] angry ocean that luckily for us beat its force in our direction instead of against us. An admiral on board said we'd go far to look for such another storm and during the three days it