Crossed the Equator in the long. of 32.50 at 9 a.m. 38 days out. We have had a very tedious time but hope now to have more favourable winds. We have sailed four thousand and fifty one miles although we are not that distance from N.Y. We are about a quarter of the way now. Old Neptune was good enough to let us pass without shaving us today. I suppose he thought we were a tolerable looking set so let us pass on. There has been a nasty disagreeable motion to the ship all day which has given me the headache. Capt. is better because the wind is better. It is cooler today than it has been for the last two weeks. Distance run up to noon 128 miles. Tried yesterday to work on the machine, so much motion it kept breaking my thread, so had to give itup.

Just been informed the ice will only last about five more days. Sorry for it, although it had lasted well. A sheep to be killed about 2 p.m.

We are approaching an island called Fernando Noronha, about ten miles long. We hope to pass it in the morn some time. Weather warmer again today, made 118 miles. Read so much I have made my eyes sore.

10 a.m. The Island in sight with a pyramid on top, looks like a church steeple in the distance, with some hard looking rocks beside it. It is said to be eight hundred feet high, it don’t appear more than four. It is inhabited by Brazillians and a penal settlement. The weather is splendid so we can have a good view. I don’t see a sign of a human being, but quite a number of little cottages, some kind of a factory and a prison.

Therm. Today 85, distance to noon 130 miles.

Seen two steamers today, one French, the other I presume English by the black smoke in the distance. Not been able to work on the machine for several days, so hard to be content with the old-fashioned one. Made 141 miles.

The last piece of ice used today. The last sheep was quite equal to English mutton, so fat and so tender. They thrive so much better than husband expected, he did not lay in enough hay or he would have kept the three lambs, so I supposed they will have to be killed in consequence. The big pigs are getting so large the carpenter had to make a house extra for two of them. The weather is entirely too hot to kill them so I expect they will have to be kept three or four weeks longer till we get into cooler weather.

The days are lengthening out nicely. I can’t imagine it is the dreary month of Nov. The weather is splendid here , only a little too warm. I go on deck every even, such a delightful breeze it is quite refreshing. On Sund. I sat on deck so long reading I quite blistered my nose with the sun. We go about a la negligee, scarce any undergarments on, so it is quite a saving in the washing. Six weeks today since we sailed from N.Y., it don’t really appear so long, I suppose because the weather is so much better than we have been used to.

9 a.m. an English steamer passing with passengers, probably bound for Southampton. Exchanged signals with them and asked to be reported. Presume our friends will hear from us in about thirty days. Another vessel coming up to us fast, a French clipper from Marseilles, bound to Rio Janeiro, only twenty eight days out, he must have had fair winds all the way. Her name is the Franciscopolis. Made this twenty four hours 133 miles. Had another flying fish for my breakfast.

Another hot day and calm. Capt. so out of patience he has just laid down on the sofa to try and get a nap so he may be out of sight of it. I do wish it would breeze up so we could get into cooler weather. The currents here are quite a help to us, otherwise we should make very little headway. The head seas causes the ship to pitch terribly sometimes, I can scarce keep my feet. Made to noon 106 miles.

A fine Scotch Bark in sight called the Etta. Exchanged signals with them, find she is thirty six days from Glasgow bound to Valparaiso. She is a little too much fro us with this head sea.

7 p.m. Sea gone down considerable. It is scarcely dark yet. Quite an improvement in the length of the days. In a few more we hope to be in cooler weather. We are now about the same distance from Cape Horn as N.Y. from Liverpool. It is much cooler this even. Another sheep killed today, as usual in splendid condition. The pigs too in excellent condition, their skins so white and nice. Distance 126 miles.

Capt. don’t feel very amiable on account of the weather. Ship scarcely moving through the water, fears we are going to have a long passage. Everything goes ahead of this kind of weather. Distance to noon 100 miles. Read considerable and then retired at 9 p.m. Such lovely moonlight nights it seems a pity to go to bed, but I scarce get any sleep after four o’clock. They commence every morn at five to wash the decks. Coffee at 6 – up to dress at a quarter past.