Strolled on the island towards sunset, with the gannets for companions, the surf for music, and the heavy sand for a promenade.
The weather cleared at nightfall, with the breeze fresh from the N.N.E.Some of the men are getting tired of their hard service; the chief boatswain's-mate having applied to return to England in the barque.

Refused him permission, of course.

Constant cruising, vigilance against being surprised by the enemy, salt provisions, and a deprivation of the pleasures of port, so dear to the heart of a seaman, are probably what most of them did not expect.

A tight rein and plenty of work will cure the evil.
_Monday, December 29th_ .-- Weather clear and fine.

At daylight hauled the barque alongside, and commenced coaling.