I spent the evening with the Concanens, the captain being on deck and too depressed to receive consolation.

Nor was it much better with us in the cabin.

Although we tried to talk we were all depressed and melancholy, and I retired earlier than usual to write my Journal.
"July 26th to August 4th .-- There has been nothing to record.
The wind has been fair as yet throughout, though it dropped yesterday (Aug.

3rd), and we lay for some hours in a dead calm.

We have recovered our spirits altogether by this time.
"August 5th .-- One of our hands, Griffiths, fell overboard to-day and was drowned.