Tuesday, November 26th

Almost calm this morning, continuing with a light wind occasionally during the day. Mountfort brought down a dusky albatross with his gun, and he was secured on deck for the Doctor's purposes. House-building going on gaily; deputations from the steerage arrive momently to gaze. I met Andy today escorting a party to see the model in course of building. Forgot to notice before this the birth of a new journal called the Sea Pie—resting for support upon a variety of articles, semi-burlesque in style, highly seasoned with not the most amiable personality. It is supposed to emanate almost solely from the brain of the elder Mountfort, though it has the impudence to profess to be the production of 'the Ladies', at which presumption many of the real ladies are most indignant. Latitude today 49.6 S., Longitude 108.29. 160 miles run. Lately round the stove in the middle cabin there have been religious discussions, in which Mr Kingdon and others, page 71but especially Mr K. are, at any rate, neither of low church nor no church principles.