Wednesday, September 13th 1854 ~ At sea

At sea ~ The weather is less squally, and sea not so high. I feel quite unwell today and mean to take calomel this evening. We are making splendid time just now. I went out with Dr. Spooner to the end of the bowspit today and had the pleasure of seeing the waters curl under the bows as the Chariot divided the waves. It is a beautiful sight, one seems to be removed from the vessel, and it is hard to get rid of the idea that in a moment more, she will be upon you in her rapid course.