The weather continues very calm, and the sea smooth.  This steamer, without exception, the easiest and most comfortable I have ever sailed in.  About 100 dined to-day, and the general appetite appeared to be in a satisfactory state.

211 miles.  Lat. 51 deg. 32’ N.; Long. 11 deg. 59’.

Tuesday, the 20th, seven A.M.—­A most beautiful morning.  Spent the day as usual.  During dinner the wind changed to E.N.E.  Set all sail below and aloft, and the engine made 12 revolutions in the minute.  It was now that I became acquainted with our worthy Captain, whom I found to be a gentlemanly, courteous, obliging little fellow.  Heard some German, Irish, English, and Yankee songs; and turned in at half-past ten.

193 miles.  Lat. 51 deg. 26’ N.; Long. 17 deg. 3’.

Wednesday, the 21st.—­Rose at my usual time.  Fine weather.  For the first time saw a sail, a brig, standing to the south, but too distant to exchange signals.  The wind fair, but very light:  the engine making 12-1/2 revolutions a minute, or 94 knots an hour.  Spent the day as usual.

228 miles.  Lat. 51 deg. 24’ N.; Long. 23 deg. 6’.

Thursday, the 22nd.—­The wind changed to south; and the passengers all on deck.  The sea smooth; and the engine, after being well coaled, made 14 revolutions per minute.  Some heavy card-playing on board, and imprudent losses, which I much regretted to see.

220 miles.  Lat. 51 deg. 5’ N.; Long. 28 deg. 54’.

Friday, the 23rd.—­The ship rolling from a south swell; and a very small muster at breakfast.  The ladies generally ill.  The wind S.E., and the ship covered with canvas.  Rate 11 knots by the Log.  Wind freshened up to a sharp breeze from the West; and it is now nearly three days since I have been able to put pen to paper.  During dinner all the sails taken in; and the heavy pitching of the ship sent all the grumblers from the table.

259 miles.  Lat. 50 deg. 33’ N.; Long. 34 deg. 59’.

Saturday morning, the 24th.—­Read; talked; walked; lunched; walked and read again.  At nine drank “wives and sweethearts;” and then to bed.

239 miles.  Lat. 49 deg. 27’ N.; Long. 40 deg. 55’.

Sunday, the 25th.—­A beautiful morning, but rather foggy, as we began to approach the Banks of Newfoundland.  Had a very pleasant day of reading.  Had public service at one:  sang the hymn of “Greenland’s rocky mountain;” and Mr. Dodge, of New York, read a sermon of the Rev. Thos.  Spencer’s, written when he was sixteen years old, from the text “God is love.”  The sea calm, but very damp.

211 miles.  Lat. 48 deg. 15’ N.; Long. 45 deg. 51’.

Monday, the 26th.—­A dense fog about the middle of the banks.  Sea smooth.  Going 9-1/2 knots.  Spent the day as usual.

212 miles.  Lat. 47 deg. 5’ N.; Long. 50 deg. 44’.

Tuesday, the 27th.—­Still foggy and dark, cold and comfortless.  Saw lots of porpoises and whales, who walked away from us at their leisure, the steamer making miserable progress from want of steam, though wind and sea were favourable.  Spent the day as usual.