¶ 2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 out, with my marine glass, which ones are Americans, a young man behind her kindly assists, giving the name of each ship in port. He must have been there. I take another look at my new acquaintance who took occasion to speak as soon as we met, an hour ago. His straight form self possession stern look and deep set eyes make me at once think of our American “confidence men” who are too ready to make acquaintances. I continue a little reserved- Soon Mr C’-calls me and introduces me to his new friend. Mr C- has a friendly and lenient turn at “scraping acquaintance”…: Lieut Comdr Gillett, in charge of the US ship Franklin” surely its my friend, and I find him very intelligent and agreable. Presto. It was he, riding this morning in the nunning (?) little steamer no larger than a ships yawl, Marked “F”-, but he says it required four hundred men to heave it up on board. His ship is carrying 460 men and 39 guns. Full complement should be 610-50- The result of our navy contraction.
¶ 3 Leave a comment on paragraph 3 0 At noon it is raining . Of the dozen other first class passengers several are “laid out” and others are making desperate efforts to keep up- Mrs C- and Julia are past help.=- The weather is cold and several healthy ones are laid up wrapped in blankets of which the boat has a plenty-