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Conductor from the top of the Cabin which was running in torrents I opened the vent still larger Slipped up on deck and opened still larger vent. Throwed my Bed down the Hatchway & I followed after, I my fellow passengers shouting with laughter, I began to preach as never man preached before, I then heard a report from friend B, he came to the Hatch throwed his bed and pitched head first into it thereby saving his head I then took my turn laughing at poor B. our beds being wet we both crawled into another mans berth there not being room for both to head one way we were obliged to lay heads and points the same as other Hogs sometimes do We spent one hour Kicking and pawing when I had to retreat and go on deck for air, Spent the remainder of the night Stretched upon a chest in the morning I was obliged to enquire to ascertain whether I was dead or alive, decision that I was Just alive, we then proceeded to dry our Beds &c we have the trades & are going [[?]] Lat 1"17 South Lo  [[strikethrough]] Monday [[/strikethrough]]

Monday 26th
After breakfast this morning, some of our neighbours had a clearing up between decks, which they found rather warm work, as the heat of the weather increases the pugnacious propensities of some of the Bohoys increases Two or three fights to day no one hurt. Lat 2"43 Lon 26

Tuesday 27th
A glorious breeze this morning and we are running nine Knots and have been all night an Irishman who was taking Some molasses down the Mizen Hatch fell down and was considerably injured, No matter how serious an injury may be it is turned to laughter, for in his fall Pat turned the contents of his molasses dishes