CHAPTER IX 
PUNDAY, 2$rd Oct— Lat. 3.56; long. 25.15. Steam- 
^ ing, almost calm — blue sea and fleecy ciouds. The 
waves seem to rest and snore drowsily, as we rise and fall 
on their breasts. 
Hammocks — cigars — Nature — lent Sir James Ross's 
Antarctic Voyage to Allan, Spectioneer. The boys are 
devouring it. The night is hot and breathless — so hot my 
candle is soft and droops on one side, and I try to support 
it with matches ; but it will not stand up, so drawing must 
be stopped. Of all weakly 
things a melting candle looks 
the weakest. 
Monday, 2^th Oct. — Lat. 
2.23 ; long. 25.37. Drew a 
dramatic group for the galley 
of the cook and Bonnar 
sparring on the main hatch. 
Peter is tall, thin, and Scotch, 
and Bonnar is short, fat, 
and Irish, and both are wags in their own way. The 
drawing was quite a success in our small autocracy. I 
ought to have brought a lithographic stone to supply the 
demand for reproductions of this style of work. 
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