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June 22nd 1890 Sunday
When I woke up this morning the ship had stopped for we were in [[strikethrough]]New[[/strikethrough]]Queenstown That is in the naturel harbor of Queenstown. 
I had hoped to go ashore in the ship which comes for any passengers who want to, but Papa nor Mama were not going so of course I could not. The morning was rather dull all the interesting people had gone ashore. I took some pictures and read. 
 This afternoon we passed the Servia going to Queenstown. The is very late. Perhaps she 
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met bad weather. That is not very encouraging for us. I am [[insertion]] not afraid [[/insertion]]. Fortunately. 
There are three more people I have named - one a young fellow of about 22 Polly. I don't know why He is quite nice. Nothing extrodinary. Perhaps the reason partly that I call him Polly is because he is so polite. ---
Another is a doctor I think, he wears glasses and has a mustache I call him "Profess" for professor for he looks just like [[strikethrough]]him[[/strikethrough]]one. 
The other is [[?]] with a black mustache, dark eyes with which he tries to flirt so I

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looked up the ship name Servia to confirm