Passed another good night though dreaming more of home and the
warehouse; was delighted to find a fair wind and that it had been the
same during the night; continued so all day but the rolling of the ship
on going to breakfast made me rather sickly most of the forenoon; in
fact we pitched and tossed more than ever with heavy rain a good part of
the day, so that but for the wind being favourable we should consider it
the most unpleasant day we have had; no ships, no fish or anything to
divert the tedium.
This morning two of the sails were torn to ribbands. Frequent jelly-like
substances floating on the ocean of various colours formed like a
cockscomb commonly called Portuguese men-of-war.