Fog-bound.  The garrison went ashore.  Officers visited the yacht in
    the evening & said an anvil had been missed.  Mr. Rogers paid for
    the anvil.

    August 13th.  There is a fine picture-gallery here; the sheriff
    photographed the garrison, with the exception of Harry (Rogers) and
    Mr. Clemens.

    August 14th.  Upon complaint of Mr. Reed another dog was procured. 
    He said he had been a sailor all his life, and considered it
    dangerous to trust a ship to a dog-watch with only one dog in it.

    Poker, for a change.

August 15th.  To Rockland, Maine, in the afternoon, arriving about 6 P.M.  In the night Dr. Rice baited the anchor with his winnings & caught a whale 90 feet long.  He said so himself.  It is thought that if there had been another witness like Dr. Rice the whale would have been longer.

    August 16th.  We could have had a happy time in Bath but for the
    interruptions caused by people who wanted Mr. Reed to explain votes
    of the olden time or give back the money.  Mr. Rogers recouped them.

Another anvil missed.  The descendant of Captain Kidd is the only person who does not blush for these incidents.  Harry and Mr. Clemens blush continually.  It is believed that if the rest of the garrison were like these two the yacht would be welcome everywhere instead of being quarantined by the police in all the ports.  Mr. Clemens & Harry have attracted a great deal of attention, & men have expressed a resolve to turn over a new leaf & copy after them from this out.

Evening.  Judge Cohen came over from another yacht to pay his respects to Harry and Mr. Clemens, he having heard of their reputation from the clergy of these coasts.  He was invited by the gang to play poker apparently as a courtesy & in a spirit of seeming hospitality, he not knowing them & taking it all at par.  Mr. Rogers lent him clothes to go home in.

August 17th.  The Reformed Statesman growling and complaining again —­not in a frank, straightforward way, but talking at the Commodore, while letting on to be talking to himself.  This time he was dissatisfied about the anchor watch; said it was out of date, untrustworthy, & for real efficiency didn’t begin with the Waterbury, & was going on to reiterate, as usual, that he had been a pilot all his life & blamed if he ever saw, etc., etc., etc.

    But he was not allowed to finish.  We put him ashore at Portland.

That is to say, Reed landed at Portland, the rest of the party returning with the yacht.

“We had a noble good time in the yacht,” Clemens wrote Twichell on their return.  “We caught a Chinee missionary and drowned him.”

Twichell had been invited to make one of the party, and this letter was to make him feel sorry he had not accepted.