This morning I was on duty when I saw Bill ASLEEP! I saw the bosun coming up behind. A few minutes later I was flogging Bill with the cat o’nine. I can hear the screaming as I’m writing. Next Captain Fiddler threw the water onto him. It was terrible. Conditionas are terrible with dried biscuits with maggots and mouldy water for breakfast. I had to empty the poo buckets and climb the rigging to go to the crow’s nest in the stormiest weather.
A few hours later in a countries port we were collecting stores and then I saw a fight between between two men for some pork. Must be drunk I thought.
On board the ship Captain Fiddler said the place he was going to call New England. Now I have to go to bed before my duty.