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Saturday April 7th
In consequence of being indisposed from a severe cold I feel unable to record the particulars of to day Lat 55"48

Sunday April 8th
It would seem as though this everlasting coast was composed of nothing but gales, hurricanes squalls and tornadoes, we are having one from the S. East and have gone ahead as pat would say backwards, about one hundred miles, certain it is that patience is a virtue we poor devils have to be possessed of more than a common share of, no  religious performances to day, it so like guns the last two days all they can think of is their duff and [[underlined]] Horses [[/underlined]] Sail in sight of our lee quarter heading about the same as we are, our mess has just partaken of a most sumptuous supper of dandifunk and apple sauce, a luxury worth recording, no doubt if Charley Green of the post had been present and heard  the sparkling wit, and brilliant sayings, he would publish the proceedings,

Monday April 9th
The gale last night and yesterday has blowed ^[[insertion]] us [[/insertion]] the lord knows where, the wind is fair once more and we are making about nine knots pr hour, 12, oclock the time for obtaining the Lat, to day it is 54"9 Lon 64" two p.m. the cry of land ho is raised, and there it is right off the weather bow, where are ^[[insertion]] we [[/insertion]] and what land is that. is the great question, not who struck Billy Patterson, none of the passengers knows, and great is the discussion in every nook and corner where two or more can stand, the question is what land is that, we near it fast and the discussion continues and the disputants wax warm, and the way navigation is expounded is a caution to Bowditch the wind hauls a little and we steer for the east end of the Island, and the mystery is finally solved

Transcription Notes:
dandyfunk [sic]another term for sailors food like Lobscouse