June 11, 1891 Thursday
June 11 Thursday – At sea, Sam’s notebook entry:
June 11. The loneliness of a ship at 4 a.m. Saw just one person for an instant flit through the gray of yesterday’s dawn. Very rough — winds singing — first wet deck. Electrics seemed to burn dim. Smoking sty stunk unenduringly. …Susy: “Their gesticulations are so out of proportion to what they are saying.”
Smooth sea again.
Jean, positively comfortable.
Clara, compara[tively comfortable]
Susy, superlatively un[comfortable].