Tuesday. June 6th. Barque Sarah.
We hoped to be able to sail early this morning but a load of potatoes failing to arrive we were delayed until nearly six P.M. It was good fun watching the boat loads of sailors and steerage passengers & the dilapidated looking $10. a month Custom House officials about the ship. Mr Sanisberry came aboard at noon and brought me a large Fayal basket of delicious strawberries. We hulled them and made a refrigerator out of a pan of water, and sugared them preparatory to an evening’s spread. After supper we had a game of poker, I holding Mr Adams hand – he won. The usual ad[?]. We had our strawberries, they sang, I took a walk with Mr Adams and to bed in hopes of Fayal tomorrow.