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and those I had left behind, and then I looked forward wondering if I
should ever reach the shores of America, and what would become of me if
I did. In the Evening towards sunset I began to feel the effect of the
motion of the vessel - I was seized with that dreadful malady - Sea
Sickness. I soon found that my best plan was to deliver myself up to
my tormenter. My only relief was vomiting, and I was glad when I could
freely do so. I remained as long as I well could on deck and then retired
to my birth in search of rest but I found myself little better, and in
this state I continued for a full week, being most of the time in bed,
I believe I never was so ill in my life; I had no disposition either to do
anything, say anything _think_ anything or _eat_ anything. For four days
I
ate nothing and drank only a little soda water, and I began to fear
that I should be hungred to death, tho' I had plenty of eatables with
me. I had no desire for anything, but quite a loathing of food, indeed
the thought of eating used to make me sick. At the end of the week I
was a trifle better, and I _forced_ myself to eat, risking its remaining
in the stomack. I often thought that if you had been with me you would
have _made_ me take something sooner and oftener than I did. But I can assure
you that eating during the continuance of sea sickness is as unpleas-
ant an employment as any person can engage in. I had also very hard work
to drag my body from one place to another. Wherever I was there I wished
to remain, not that I was at ease, but I had quite a loathing at every-
thing. At the end of the fortnight I was something better, and from that
time matters took a turn in my favour, but for near three weeks I was
more or less affected. The last week I began to like my quarters and
enjoy my food. Tho' I wished to be on land I was no way anxious about
it, for I made myself as comfortable as circumstances would allow. I
now feel the benefit of the voyage, I have no doubt but the sickness