He thought I was safer on board the ship than left behind in that condition on the wharf.

With great delight I found all dangers had been passed and I was actually about to sail for France.
The boat which took us and the 3rd Artillery Brigade, was a small vessel called "The City of Chester." We were horribly crowded, so my bed had to be made on the table in the saloon.

A doctor lay on the sofa at the side and several young officers slept on the floor.

We had not been out many hours before a terrific gale blew up from the West, and we had to point our bow towards Canada.

I told the men there was some satisfaction in that.