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[[preprinted]] SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 1865. [[preprinted]]
Morning, gale some what abated but the sea still raging. Stove the gig and carried it away last night. Stove a hole through the starboard bulwark. Sea sweeps the decks pretty thoroughly. Find my note books, diary and so on soaking wet, from the leaks in the cabin roof. We have made 280 miles since twelve yesterday, another long leg on our way to Frisco. Captain Scammon with one of his bilious attacks, unwell again. Turn in early and pass an uncomfortable night. 

[[preprinted]] SUNDAY 19 [[preprinted]]
Mostly a repetition of yesterday. The cabin was flooded again and those papers remaining in the port room, were soaked and the window smashed. Capt. Kadin gets a bath all over. No muster or inspection today. Sun out occasionally. Captain Scammon is better, but doesn't rise during the day under treatment. My writing is terrible behind hand. Busy with the men in the afternoon. Spend a good part of the day in the wardroom and with Smith and Hyde - 195 miles made since 12 oclock yesterday. Less than we hoped. 

[[preprinted]] MONDAY 20 [[preprinted]]
Morning, half clear, half cloudy. Heavy sea on and a good breeze; under main topsails and fore sail, lower foretopsail and foretopmast stay sail. Put on the main top gall and sail about noon. Attempt to write in the morning on the Ounga estimates etc. but finally give it up in disgust. We have made 220 miles since 12 o'clock yesterday which is a good days work. Only 1280 miles to San Francisco, and it this wind holds, we can easily make it in a week.

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[[preprinted]] TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1865. [[preprinted]]
Morning squally. Under mein topsails, fore sail lower fore topsail and fore topmast stay sail. Wind shifts to N N W. although we still manage to make an E by N course. Morning try writing again. Work on slop chest accounts and get them mostly correct. Afternoon writing again. Capt. Scammon better. Barometer very high 30.36 Wind dying away. Evening down in the wardroom with Wright and Smith. Up again and write Russian till half past eleven. Talk with the Captain about Harders sister and turn in. 220 m.

[[preprinted]] WEDNESDAY 22 [[preprinted]]
Morning light wind. Under all sail. Writing all the morning on slopchest accounts, Captain Scammon up and on deck. Men at work on the whale boat fitting her up for a gig. Make 166 miles since yesterday noon which puts us about a thousand miles from San Francisco. Everything looks favorable for a good run in. Polly Ann in San Francisco is evidently running away with the line at a great rate. Evening play checkers with Johns. Norton and write at Russian adjectives till twelve o'clock. Write to J.[?]. Scammon. 

[[preprinted]] THURSDAY 23 [[preprinted]]
Morninf rainy foggy with a high sea but favirable wind. Bets are rife as to our getting into San Francisco by the 29th etc. Write letters in the morning to E.W. Blatchford, Chicago. Toward afternoon the wind becomes lighter and finally almost dies away; write in the afternoon and work over the slopchest accounts with Mr. Black. They will amount in all to about $800.00. Talk over Ounga with the Captain and write up the Russian adjectives in the evening. Make 225 miles up to twelve oclock. Cross the line by which we sailed for Sitka in July last.