The sea was rough, and the waist of the ship was awash nearly all day.

My companions were gradually getting settled in their cabins; and if any man had qualms of homesickness, he kept them to himself.
Our living quarters were in the after deckhouse, which extends the full width of the _Roosevelt_ from a little aft of the mainmast to the mizzenmast.

In the center is the engine-room, with the skylight and the uptake from the boilers, and on either side are the cabins and the messrooms.

My own cabin occupied the starboard corner aft; forward from this was Henson's room, the starboard messroom, and in the forward starboard corner Surgeon Goodsell's room.

On the port side aft was Captain Bartlett's room, occupied by himself and Marvin, and forward from this in succession the cabin of the chief engineer and his assistant, the cabin of Percy, the steward, and the cabin of MacMillan and Borup; then the mate and the boatswain were in the forward port corner of the deckhouse, next the port messroom of the junior officers.
The starboard mess comprised Bartlett, Dr.Goodsell, Marvin, MacMillan, Borup, and myself.
I shall not dwell at great length upon the first stage of the journey from Sydney to Cape York, Greenland, for the reason that it is only a pleasant summer cruise at that season of the year, such as any fair-sized yacht may undertake without peril or adventure; and there are more interesting and unusual things to write about.