Bill, and Bill the spare top-mast.  “So we go.”
Wednesday night in the middle watch the wind
suddenly dropped away, leaving a calm, - black
heavy, ominous. the waves trembling gloomily
about. foamless under a fall of rain. In an
hour and a half a breeze sprang out of the N.W. and
right soon we had a touch of Maury’s “brave west
wind.”  To day (the 14th) things go on swimmingly.
the first clear sunset for a long time, but even
now a little muddy. A narrow disk-wide belt
of sky between clouds and horizon. Enough though
to send me capless in the Poop.  if haply I might see
it. Yesterday made our furthest southing viz – 40 degrees 32’
Today Lat 40 degrees. Long. 52 degrees. E. The night after March 6
was full of “hailstones (big as end of my thumb)
and coals of fire” i.e lightning. but invisible to me.
Last eve. finished reading “Physical Geog. of the sea” 
March 15. Evening. Began reading aloud with
Capt J. “Motleys “Dutch Republic.” 
Monday 17. “Loosed the Main Royal.”  my first attempt
and nearly “loosed” my hat as I did quite, my sou-wester 
the other day. Ship going 8 knots. 160 miles yesterday.
Lat 39 ½ degrees south. Long. 61 degrees E.