Tuesday 4 pm
     A beautiful calm sunny day.  Ocean beautiful and sparkling-wearing sweater.  Jane feeling better and goes to all meals.  Today has been short and pleasant.  All kinds of sports-egg race, quoits, chalking pigs eyes, cracker eating contest, ringing peg, etc.  Tomorrow the finals come off for prizes.
     Attended the concert last evening and tonight the orchestra plays for a dance.  Ran 407 miles from Mon. noon to Tues. noon.  About 919 miles left to run.  I already hate the sight of tea and the coffee is awful.
     The woman next to us I think brought all her work with her.  I can't tell you how many hug-me-tights she has made, and coin bags galore.  I read the "Ocean Times" every day.  Glad to know that Teddy is in London and that a suffragette chained herself to a seat in St. Paul's.
Wednesday 4:30
     It has been a beautiful day but getting quite chilly tonight.  The sea is very quiet.  We are making rather slow time, gets slower every day.  From Tuesday noon to Wednesday noon405 miles.  I heard a man say it was because the sea was calm-that a ship goes faster in a rough sea.  I wonder if that is true.  Jane is OK and we have been enjoying the sports on deck again.  I have played cards several times with a Scotchman against and Englishman and his wife.  Of course we win and have our final game tonight at 7.
     There is a nice young English architect at our table.  He has been in Canada a year making plans for a Government building.  Jane will no doubt be able to tell you more about him from what I observe.
     Will look for a letter from you soon.  Must post this sometime tomorrow.  Do not expect to get to Queenstown 'til evening but as soon as we sight land I will not want to write.  The passengers prove more interesting as we get to know them.  Some nice girls from Ontario on.  Am feeling fine every day, a very steady boat, no rocking whatever like on the old Teutonic.
Thursday AM
     The Queenstown trunks are moving.  We get there about 6 tonight I heard someone say.  Beastly cold as we near old England.  The final concert last evening was a 'howling' success-the first Jane had attended and she disgraced herself giggling.  Think there will be a few left tonight.  This is not a very interesting epistle.  More after we see Sarah Ann.  Jane is writing Clara Thomas.  Lots of love.
                         F.V.M
You will hear from me on land. Jane



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