to the captain on the bridge and told him and before he got back again a man was there mending it but not before two or three seas had burst through, soaking our hammocks and washing right across the nearest tables.
Still very rough and stormy, being by this time half-way across the 'Bight'a notorious place for dirty weather. Plates and dixies fly about everywhere, full ones as well as empty ones, and the orderlies have been spilling stew and vegetables down the stairs and everywhere.
Almost every wave now comes splashing right across the middle deck. On the top deck it is much better although windy for there we all sit together on the floor, nestling close like