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ferry-service between Wilmington, the next R.R Station
Oct. 27. [[annotation in left margin under date]] 4:30 [[/annotation]] Up at [[overwritten]] 3:30 [[/overwritten]] 4:30 A.M. J. says he feels all right. Rain has ceased
sky bright. Barometer 29.95, so we conclude we should make run to [[red underline]] Georgetown [[/red underline]] today. This means 100 statute miles besides run out of our harbor; provided we take direct course which will bring us far into sea. So we take SW. by W. soon we lose sight of land entirely and little [[red underline]] Cygnet [[/red underline]] seems lost in the wide wide ocean. Sky is bright and sun is shining but there is a strong Northern Breeze which raises white caps on the waves.
Our boat gets the seas quartering and does quite some rolling, but keeps quite dry.
It is a wonder how this little [[red underline]] 36 foot boat [[/red underline]] takes these big
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69 [[strikethrough]] wel [[/strikethrough]] waves, pitches, rolls and dances, and rights up immediately bobbing like a cork on the crest of the waves. Anybody inclined to feel seasick would have had plenty of chance before.
[[red underline]] I am glad I have no guests aboard [[/red underline]] who might not enjoy this experience as much as I do. [[red underline]] This is undoubtedly physical exercise. Yesterday my arm and my neck felt lame keeping standing at the wheel [[/red underline]] which has to be handled incessantly so as to correct the twists of each succeeding wave. 
And then - getting along with the most limited menu. A few biscuits, a slice of cheese an orange or an apple. At night early to bed. Little time for undressing. I simply [[strikethrough]] ly [[/strikethrough]] lie down on the sofa. No time for shaving in the morning. Just time for a hasty [[strikethrough]] to [[/strikethrough]] wash.