File:Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields (1900) (14761944241).jpg

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Title: Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields ...
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Winchester, James D
Subjects: Voyages to the Pacific coast
Publisher: Salem, Mass., Newcomb & Gauss, printers
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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Look.Did any of them have a sweethearl thej were Leaving be-hind? No, it was nothing left behind, it was something to come the\ dreaded,—it was thai fearful monster, sea-sickness. Would they have to struggle with it again,remembering the night of the storm,—it was terrible! I said, Boys, if you want to know bow to get cured of your seasickness, it all lays with yourselves, for you must fight it. Put on your oil clothes, make yourselves comfortable,and sta\ on deck until yon arc cured. It will pass from you in a few days and then you will be all right.* Theinosi of the \<t\ sick ones did as I suggested, and I pitied them out in the cold and wet. hut I could see lhe\ were fighting and knew the\ would conquer, but Ricker stayed in his berth below and was a \ei\ sick man. 1 went helnw t,» gel some sleep. We had a strong fair wind ami a hea\\ se;i following, which canned OUT old craft todos e \ei\ heaw rolling. All the cabin folks were on deck and I thought I was alone, when I heard(54)
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IMAGE; Leaving Bryer's Island N. S. for San Francisco, California. Diver (Schooner) 98 tons register page 11. THE LONG VOYAGE COMMENCED. 55 some one stirring in the next berth. Yes, it must be Mr.Stewart who slept next to the companion way, and had lain in his bed ever since we had got it rough, so quiet that I forgot he was there. Now, Mr. Stewart was not seasick in the upper half of his body, but his legs were very sick, he could not trust them to be about deck, so of course he lay below as long as he could, until the calls of nature demanded his instant presence on deck. Mr. Stewart felt the call and being an old soldier, responded to his duty, legs or no legs. As I peeped out of my berth I saw a head protruding from the other berth ; it was Mr. Stewarts; he was looking around as though to take in the situation,—there was determination in that look and I knew that something desperate was to take place. He had on his hat and overcoat and grasped the side of the berth firmly as he twisted his body over the side and was out sitting upright, and watching his chance. It came. He arose, made a dash for the st

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