Friday Morning
My dear family.
The steamer letter departed yesterday with our Queenstown passengers and their numerous pieces of luggage. Land was first seen about 12 o'clock. The sky cleared and we had a splendid view of the Irish coast. It was beautiful. Entered the harbor at 7:30. Went well in due I was told to the many passengers we were landing. It is a beautiful harbor, third in the world. Four tugs took off our passengers and we drew out at 9:15 pm. Even then it was so light we could see everything. We went to our states room and packed as the stewards wished to remove our trunks. We have such hilarious neighbors who did not quiet down until midnight that is was impossible to sleep, and then at 2:30 we were awakened by the reversing of the engines. We jumped up to inquire the cause. Found we were in a dense fog and just escaped running into the Baltic which left Liverpool yesterday. The boat kept starting and stopping, running a few minutes and stopping again with the fog horn blowing continuously. We deemed it wise to put on the most necessary articles of clothing to keep and keep them on the rest of the night. Of course everybody was awake and there was no sleep the rest of the night. The fog is still dense, cannot see the ship's length ahead, and unless it lifts I doubt if we see Liverpool tonight, and of course we are missing the view of the coast. Really quite disappointing as we were due in at eleven am.
The boat feels now that it was making a little headway so we may get in this afternoon. Everything is so damp and our steamer clothes and rugs are packed. Nothing to do but remain in the Library.