The following night was still colder.

At sunset the thermometer stood at 45 degrees; at a quarter before four in the morning, it was at 26 degrees; at a quarter before six at 24 degrees; at a quarter before seven, at 23 degrees; at seven o'clock, 22.7 degrees; at sunrise, 23 degrees, after which it continued gradually to mount, and between one and two o'clock, stood at 59.6 degrees in the shade.
Wind SSW.

The horizon perfectly clear all day, not the smallest speck to be seen.

Nothing but demonstration could have convinced me that so severe a degree of cold ever existed in this low latitude.

Drops of water on a tin pot, not altogether out of the influence of the fire, were frozen into solid ice in less than twelve minutes.