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we could put on our wraps, we had passed and only saw
their heads, and backs, at some distance. But to our
unaccustom eyes it was a curious sight.

17 Monday. The storm has passed, the sun is shining
brightly and we are sailing swiftly along to our distant home,
having passed the Grand Bank of Newfoundland
this morning. Mother and Mary continue seasick.
They are on deck lieing, Mother on a lounge, Mary in a
sea chair, Henry and Caroline are sick by spells, I
am quite well, except the breathing trouble.

18 Have seen no sails today. The little “Cary chickens
follow the ship constantly. They look and fly like our
barn swallows, have a white spot on their back near
the tail. Captain said they were never seen near land,
and it was said they hatched and carried their young
under their wing hence their name “Mother Carey Chicken”.
He remarked a sailor would no more kill one then
he would his mother. They are also called “The Sailors
Friend”. They are a deal of company flying about