June 1 – 2, 1865

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June 1st.

 

Beautiful weather, sun
shining brightly and a
slight ground swell on.
Omitted tea last
evening; but took breakfast
this morning.
The Capt. says we passed
Hatteras about 4 o’clock this
morning.
We have now entered the
Gulf stream, something I
remember of in my earlier
school days as having been
laid down some where [sic] in
Mitchell’s, where I can’t say
neither what.
I am now disposed to
learn something of it, and
listen with interest to all

 

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the Captain’s statements.
Here they are
I. Gulf stream because
flowing from the Gulf
II. Course; along Atlantic
Coast as far as Cape
Race, then shoots across
trans into the French
coast somewhere + falls
down along the Spanish.
Consequently quick trips
are made when the
steamers going to Europe
get into the Gulf.
III. Temperature of water
very warm.
IV. Current runs from one

 

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to three knots.
V. Stream from forty
to seventy miles wide.
VI. Color of water black inkish –

* * *
The mare is in fine
condition this morning, the
swelling has gone down, and
now I am more hopeful
than ever of getting her
through safe.
But my advice is, if
you have a good animal
that you don’t want to
have spoiled never attempt
to make a sea voyage like
this with her.

 

“Tony” is a Good boy.

 

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Johnnie is not inclined
to laugh much this morning
at me for my sea sickness.
The poor boy is sick, himself

 

2nd.

 

Delightful weather. Excepting
the ground swell there is
nothing to give motion
to the ship beyond what
she would get in Saco
River.
I propose to Dr. Heichhold
that we take a trip together
over to Europe after campaigning

 

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it a while in Texas. He thinks
he will examine the map
to find the “B” line to
Brookville Penn, + take that
instead.
Gen. Doubleday fails to
meet me at chess as usual.

 

Capt. Kittredge loans me his
Bowditch and I read about
Decimal fractions + Astronomy.

 

We are now a little south
of the latitude of Charleston
and about two hundred miles
from land, the sea almost
as smooth as a mirror.
The ease with which I write
these memoranda proves the
steadiness of our ship.

 

Now for “Tony.”