Diary 19.4.1883

Thursday 19

Fine morning, porridge and tea for breakfast, salt pork and soup for dinner, the soup is always so burnt I do not like the soup. Mrs Deacon, a woman from Shipley, found a false tooth in her porridge, she did not want any more that morning. There is a man called Mr Hutton (Hutton was Emily’s maiden name) here and he is from Saltare (Saltaire is in Shipley), he is very ill, they did not expect him to get better but he has got a turn now for the better. It is a month today since we sailed it looks a long time, I am quite tired out of this sort of life. I wish we were at the far end of our journey. Lat. 1.9N Long. 24.20W, distance 80 miles.

Whitby Harbour in 1890s

I have been thinking it will be baking day with most of you today. I wish we had a nice currant tea-cake for our tea, the bread we get here is so very sour, we cannot eat it unless we save some meat from our dinner for our bread at tea time, it is very salt pork and it takes the sour taste off the bread, it will be grand when we can get some good bread. I am very glad they have not asked John Edwin to bake on board, it is very hot he would never have stood it, they have such a small place to bake in the man can hardly turn around in his bakehouse.
Emmeline has got friends with the first mate, he is always giving her sweets, he says he has left a little boy at home about her age. John Edwin is not too well today his mouth is very sore, I hope it will soon be better because he cannot eat anything but his porridge in the morning and a drink of tea at teatime. Lat. 35N Long. 24 run 30 miles.