13th Feb 1832

St. Jago to Fernando Noronha
This has been the first day that the heat has annoyed us, and in proportion all have enjoyed the delicious coolness of the moonlight nigh evenings: but when in bed, it is I am sure just like what one would feel if stewed in very warm melted butter. This morning a glorious fresh trade wind is driving us along; I call it glorious because others do; it is however bitter cruelty to call anything glorious that gives my stomach so much uneasiness. Oh a ship is a true pandemonium, and the cawkers who are hammering away above my head veritable devils.

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