If there were no other evil attending this vile life, only think of
being cooped up weeks together in such a space, and with the same
eternal set of people.
If cards had not a little relieved me, I should have died of meer
vexation before I had finished half the voyage.
What would I not give to see the dear white cliffs of Albion!
Adieu! I have not time to say more.
Your affectionate
A. Fitzgerald.