and damp and though the thermometer stood at fifty-five
degrees it seemed much colder. At this time we
began to prepare for the heavy weather of our Easting,
as the run across the Indian Ocean is called.
New sails were bent and everything battened down.
The days were very short, the sun rising at about
half past seven and setting at five o’clock.
We usually made the run about forty degrees south in
order to get better winds. What a dreary outlook
it was! Nothing but sky and water with waves
which were mountains high. The only bit of life
outside of our ship’s company was a number of
birds of a different nature from any I had ever seen
and they followed the ship day after day. Cape
pigeons and albatross were in large numbers. We
caught many of the latter and measured them. I
remember one weighing thirty pounds and measuring
fifteen feet from tip to tip of the wings. Cape
hens about as large as good sized turkeys, ice birds,
and many other small birds. I enjoyed feeding
them and it was very funny to watch them tumble over
each other in their efforts to get something to eat.
Such a noise as they did make with their squabblings!
Many sharks were caught and I never knew a sailor to
have any compunctions about disposing of these man-eating
creatures. A shark line was towed astern at different
times and one day it took the combined efforts of
five men to haul one in. Whales, all of ninety
feet in length, stayed about the ship several days
at a time. We saw many sun-fish which are a light
gray in color. They have one large fin out of
the water and are very hard to harpoon.
Once in a while another ship would come in view and
if near enough we always spoke to one another by our
flag code. This was always an interesting event.
Certain sentences given in the code book would be
represented by certain flags, each flag representing
a letter of the alphabet. The questions usually
asked were, “Where are you from?” “Where
bound?” “How many days out?” and
then a wish for a pleasant passage. My experience
in running down the Easting has always been the same
and I have made the trip a number of times. I
have heard of ships running across the Indian Ocean
with royals set but whenever I have been, we have
had a succession of heavy gales. In thirty-six
degrees fifty minutes south and Lon. twenty-nine degrees
fifty-nine minutes east a heavy gale sprung up which
gradually turned into a hurricane. The barometer
was falling fast when I retired and at eleven o’clock
it stood at 28.50. I have merely to close my eyes
now and I can hear the wind as it shrieked and roared
about us. We ran before those mountainous seas
with but one thought and that to keep them from breaking
over the ship. All hands were on deck all night,
each one lashed, with the exception of those who were
between decks passing out oil cases which were broken
open and thrown overboard by those on deck. Fifteen
hundred cases were used that night with good effect.
The seas were as high but the oil prevented them from