Have just finished writing a long letter to Georgie. It is long since I wrote him. I feel sad when I think how long. What pleasant times we used to have together at home. Georgie was then my companion in pretty much all things – kind and good-hearted was he – dear brother. I hope we shall meet again ere long.
While at dinner today passed a brig bound southward. We were pretty near. I left the table to take a look when nearest her.
Yesterday we passed the Equator while at dinner and are now going with a gentle fair wind to San Francisco. The weather is delightful but we must expect warmer for a few days. And now for a fine long day.