June 21st

A fine lovely day, but rain this evening has prevented my walk with Williams which commences after I see Willie in bed. Although in very nearly the same latitude as Honolulu, I do not find my delaine dress too warm. At present the temperature is perfect but this everlasting rolling of the ship is by no means so – writing is really a difficult affair.

Yesterday and today I have had the entire care of Willie, and much to the little darling’s delight. Mary being engaged with her washing and ironing, no very easy matter these rolling days. When these washings of Willie’s clothes comes round I give up my whole time to Willie; play, read, talk, draw and do anything else the little fellow wants me to. Yesterday he took no nap owing to the roll of the ship. Today he slept two hours, and I took my book to the settee, where I very comfortably ensconced myself so comfortably that the first thing I knew, Williams roused me by saying, “had you not better wake Willie as it wants but ten minutes to dinner.” I was surprised enough, thought that I had but just dropt asleep. Hide and seek is one of Willies’ pet plays. This afternoon nothing would do but his father must join the game and we three had quite a game in the Cabin. About five we went on deck and there Willie and his father had a fine play at running and catching one another and then as the ship was a little more quiet in its roll we each took a hand of our little darling and ran across the ship now up hill, and now down. This is an amusement Willie loves dearly and we kept it up till we were heated and tired out. That is, the old ones, as for the young one, he never seems to tire but is ever for more, more. Willie amuses Williams and myself by his close imitation of his father, everything he sees his father do, particularly while on deck, the little fellow does his best to do likewise. He looks at the sails, gives orders, walks, stands still, places his arms and legs just as his father does, or rather as he thinks he does. His extravaganzas amuse us not a little. I have enjoyed these two days very much. Willie has been good every moment of the time.

As I could not walk this evening, I finished the “Night Side of Nature”. It is indeed a relation of wonderful things, also of horrors. Mrs. Crowe seems to put confidence in all she relates, though it may be entirely beyond her comprehension. Some, indeed a great many things she relates, strike me as most ridiculous and impossible of belief – so contrary to all scriptural ideas. Others I can fathom rather better than she at the time she wrote. Could the late discourses of table moving and spiritual rappings throw considerable light on the subject? As for spiritual rappings, I think the discovery of table movings has, or is, about to enlighten the world concerning that.

We have altogether a most quiet set of passengers. Our Cabin one is as quiet as a mouse. By-the-by Willie has taken a most particular fancy to him. Why, because he, Mr. Turnbull, takes a good deal of notice of the little fellow. The Chinese are ditto, but the disagreeable smell they occasion is about as bad as the noise, perhaps worse, that they might make. The dress that most of them wear is most miserable and dirty looking.

They are a forlorn looking set and no mistake I shall be glad when we have set them ashore in their fatherland.

Today 220 miles, yesterday 204. If our wind continues we shall pass Honolulu by twelve o’clock tomorrow, which will be nine days from San Francisco.