SUNDAY. Course—straight ahead. Weather—rain. Wind—cool. Sea—same. Ship’s Run—2.
Remarks:
No services. Shem ran into my cabin this morning. He was greatly excited. He said the bothriospondylus madagascariensis, the metriorhynchus superciliosus, and the long-horned brontotherium had climbed out of their stalls, and were fighting with the macanchenia patagonica and the testudo periniana. I went downstairs and found that the bothriospondylus madagascariensis, the metriorhynchus superciliosus, and the long-horned brontotherium were not fighting with the macanchenia patagonica and the testudo periniana, but with the sceliditherium leptocephalum and the pachydiscus peramphus. The noise of the battle awoke the machairodus negæus, the horplophorus ornatus, and the pareiasaurus serridens. They began to purr. It was a good thing for me I was not stepped on while stopping the fight. Gol darn the fellow who gave animals such names.
“It’s a good thing for me I
wasn’t stepped on while
stopping the fight”
MONDAY. Course—straight ahead. Weather—rain. Wind—dry. Sea—smooth. Ship’s Run—2.
Remarks:
Twenty days out. Rain half over.—Camels took a drink today. First time since the tenth. I’d hate to be a camel.—I won the pool on the ship’s run.—We have to watch the flies all the time to keep them away from the fly-paper.—Shem complains that the lions eat too much meat. Meat is expensive these days. I’m going to try feeding them hay.—Shot craps awhile this afternoon with Japh.—We are using the sun-dials again. During the night the ostrich broke into the chart room and swallowed my Ingersoll chronometer.—It takes 24 life preservers to go around the elephant.
TUESDAY. Course—straight ahead. Weather—rain. Wind—up a bit. Sea—starting to blow. Ship’s Run—½.
Remarks:
I am sure this is a record rain. Read all the weather reports, but can’t find any to beat it.—Wish I had spent more time in zoos when I was ashore. There are some details about animals which I do not know. Today I wanted to find out why the canaries always attack the cuttlefish.—The girls spent the afternoon playing bridge. War in camp now.—Mrs. Noah has named her diplodocus carnegiei “Yorick.” It makes me laugh to see them promenading the deck together.—The mice broke out today.
WEDNESDAY. Course—straight ahead. Weather—rain. Wind—worse. Sea—worse. Ship’s Run—¼.