Tuesday, November 21st, 1871.
—I am well and cheerful! and getting a little hungry ; luncheon and dinner below. Here we are in heavenly weather and hot sun ; the sea indulging in a great slow rolling swell which keeps some folks miserable still ; but it is grand. I sat some time on the stern, with the feeling of riding a glorious soft-paced horse. The lovely boundlessness of the sea is awful to me, and the sight of a seagull or a sail a curious delight.
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