The wind yet continues dead on end against us, & as there is a strong current setting out we make scarcely any progress. The same line of low & green coast is to be seen as yesterday only not quite so near. It is quite curious, how much I have suffered from the cold. The thermometer stands above 50°, & I am loaded with clothes; yet judging from my feelings I should have thought it a very cold English winter day. Others in the vessel have not experienced this so strongly, so that I presume my constitution in a shorter time becomes habituated to a warm climate, & therefore on leaving it more strongly feels the contrary extreme.
I procured this evening a Watch-bill & as most likely our crew will for rest of the voyage remain the same. — I will copy it.
Boatswains mates. J. Smith & W. Williams
Midshipmen, Mrss Stewart, Usborne, Johnson, Stokes, Mellersh, King, Forsyth.
There are (including Earl, the Fuegians & myself) 76 souls on board the Beagle.
I hear the cable rattling through the Hawse-hole so we have come to an anchor for the night.