¶ 2 Leave a comment on paragraph 2 0 all rush on deck excitedly, supposing it to be the Pereire from Brest, past [sic] near us, was a large merchant ship under full sail. A splendid sight. I counted twenty sails spread to the breeze. Was out of sight in one hour from first to last.
¶ 5 Leave a comment on paragraph 5 0 21st [June 1870] Our expectations of reaching Brest last evening at 11 P.M. were dished [sic] by a dense fog- when it lifted we found ourselves only about half a mile from the rockcliffs of the island of Oushant, backed out and reached Brest harbor at 1 P.M. 14 hours late, many passengers eager to get ashore blamed our captain last night for “slowing up” and so carefully sounding all night- but this morning with hair on end thank him for his prudence.
¶ 6 Leave a comment on paragraph 6 0 Three steam pumps were worked all night, directly under our staterooms, pumping out the different compartments. Keeping us awake all night by their terrible hammering, but we are repaid today by this beautiful view. Water is too shallow for this larger ship at the wharf, we are anchored a mile away in the harbor.
¶ 7 Leave a comment on paragraph 7 0 Two French naval school ships with clean white sails, filled with boys dressed in white are manouvering around us in every direction with a fine breeze. Anchored near us are three warships