At noon we were 380 miles from Plymouth the remaining distance to Madeira being 800 miles. We are in the Bay of Biscay and there is a good deal of swell on the sea. I have felt a good deal nausea several times in the day. There is one great difference between my former sea sickness and the present; absence of giddiness: using my eyes is not unpleasant: indeed it is rather amusing, whilst lying in my hammock to watch the moon or stars performing their small revolutions in their new apparent orbits.
I will now give all the dear bought experience I have gained about sea-sickness. In first place the misery is excessive and far exceeds what a person would suppose who had never been at sea more than a few days. I found the only relief to be in a horizontal position: but that it must never be forgotten the more you combat with the enemy the sooner will he yield. I found in the only thing my stomach would bear was biscuit and raisins: but of this as I became more exhausted I soon grew tired and then the sovereign remedy is Sago, with wine and spice and made very hot. But the only sure thing is lying down, and if in a hammock so much the better.
The evenings already are perceptibly longer and weather much milder.