(The balance of Seaman Jones's 1931 shipboard diary, inaugurated in the last issue, follows here.)
5 February:Sunday. Usual routine at 6 a.m. Breakfast at 8:35. Ice cream 11. Lunch. Afternoon teas. Left Mollendo at 5:30 p.m. Watched the Deck Tennis. Blew up for dinner. Cool. Up to Ginger's for Tea and Talk. Clock goes on 1 hour tonight.
6 February:Monday. ARICA at 6 a.m. Left at 10 a.m. Usual routine. Nice and cool. Lunch. Chippy's shop. Teas at 4 p.m. Iquique at 5 p.m. Watched the Deck Tennis. Nice weather now. Left Iquique at 9 p.m. Blew up for dinner. Up to Ginger's for Tea and Talk. Turned in at 11:30 p.m.
7 February:Tuesday. At Tocipilla Antofagasm. Usual routine. Left 10 a.m. Ice cream 11a.m. Warm. Lunch 1 p.m. Blew up for dinner. Quite a crowd on board. Ginger not well so no Tea and Talk. Turned in at 10 p.m.
8 February:Wednesday. At Sea. Usual routine. Gymns. Breakfast. Had a row with Boss. Saw Purser. Boat Drill. Lunch. Sent letter home. Nice weather.
9 February:(5 Weeks out) Valparaiso.Valpo at 11:30 a.m. Lash up. Three letters from home, Aunt Emma and John.
12 February:Left for South at 9 a.m.
13 February:Coranel at 10 a.m. Left at 7:30 p.m. Met Betty and a few more. A1.
15 February:San Antonia at 6:30 a.m.
16 February:Valpo (Six weeks out)
18 February:Left Valpo at 1 p.m. Glad to get away. We heard this week that we are lying up indefintely. Sent letters to Aunt Emma, Uncle Tom and one to John.
1 March:Sunday. Wasco at 8 a.m. Jolly Warm. First time we have been to Wasco, I think.
2 March:Antofogasta at 7 a.m. Usual routine, very close. Felt bad. Diarrhea or colic, I think. Mejillones at 9 p.m. Turned in at 9:20 p.m.
3 March :Mejillones. Tallying 8-12, 12-? Left at 4:30 p.m. Not too well but feel better than yesterday.
4 March:Iquique at 5:30 a.m., left at 1 p.m. Usual routine. Feel a bit better now. Getting warmer.
5 March:(Seven weeks out) Mollendo at 6 a.m. Left at 2 p.m. Proper rough house front this. Revolution on at present.
6 March:At Sea. Warm. Usual routine. 4 weeks to go. Reported sick with a touch of dysentry. Turned in at 9:30 p.m.
7 March:Callas at 6 a.m. Cool, left at 12:30 p.m. Much excitement over President leaving for Continent. Dysentry none too good. Turned in at 9 p.m. No mail at all. All the lads doing a moan. I have not been too well this week, owing to diarrhea which turned into dysentry (I think). Much talk of Oropesa lying up for an indefinite period.
8 March:Sunday. Salaverry at 5:30 a.m. Usual routine. Cool. Rotten stink about this place. Frank tallying so I ran the whole show. Left Salaverry at 8 p.m. Turned in at 9 p.m.
9 March:Puerto Chicharmel at 6:30 a.m. Usual routine. Frank tallying so on my own. Turned in from 1:30 to 3:30 p.m. Ran tea with Frank. Quite cool in the evening. Blew up for dinner. Feel fine now. Up to Ginger's for Tea and a long Talk. Old times in general and the Clifton. Jolly Fine. Turned in 10:45 p.m. Cool.
10 March:Elten at 6:30 a.m., left at 12:30 p.m. Cool, considering so near equator. Frank Tallying so carried on with ice cream at 11 a.m. Blew up for dinner. Pimental at 12, left 9:30 p.m. Ran French Mother & Daughter dinner on deck. Up to Ginger's. Beautiful and cool. Turned in at 10 p.m.
11 March:Paita at 7:45 a.m. A bit warm, usual routine. Left Paita at 2 p.m. and I am not sorry to leave the coast of Peru either. Up to Ginger's & turned in at 10:30 p.m.
12 March:(Eight weeks out) At Sea. On the line. Jolly warm. Usual routine, Lunch at 1 p.m. Teas at 4 p.m. Mrs Reed for gymns at 5:30. A1. Stan blew up for me. Cooler now sun has dropped. Up to Ginger's for talk on biking in general. Ablutions. Turned in at 10:30 p.m.
13 March:At Sea (Three weeks to go) Usual routine. Wind blowing, Beautiful and cool for this part of the world. Lunch. Turn in. Nothing in general. Dinner. Up to Ginger's. Turned in at 10:30 p.m. Blowing hard all day, cool which is rather unusual for these parts.
14 March:Balboa early morning. Usual routine. Two letters and papers. Rather close. Started through canal at 8 a.m. Cristobal at 5 p.m. Left at 8 p.m. Went ashore with Chippy and Ginger. Warm. Blew up for dinner. Up to Ginger's for Tea and Talk. Turned in at 9:45 p.m. Rather cool from Paita to the Canal for this part of the world for we cross the equator. Days are passing quickly but the temp (?) appears to be dragging.
15 March:At Sea. Usual routine. Rolling like a tub. Blowing. Got a bit of a sore throat. (?) for lunch, lash up, Teas. Feel rotten, a cold, I think. Seven for dinner, another lash up. Up to Ginger's for Tea and Talk. Ginger beer instead of tea. Turned in at 10 p.m. Jolly sticky during night.
16 March:At sea. Fine weather. Usual routine. Cool. Ice cream. Blew up for Lunch. Teas. Not much to do. Blew up for dinner. Two up on deck for Dinner. Rain storm. Up to Ginger's for T and a fine talk. Philosophy etc. Jolly stuffy down below. Turned in 11 p.m.
18 March:Havana at 6 a.m. Cool. Scrub out, etc. Frank tallying. No ice cream. Stood by for relief on tallying. Teas by myself at 4 p.m. Cool. Left Havana at 5:45 p.m.. Blew up for dinner. Changed into blues. No mail. Hung around. Up to Ginger's for Tea and Talk. Turned in at 10:30 p.m.
19 March:At Sea (Nine weeks out) Usual routine. Nice and cool. Blues. Ice cream. Played about with Pam and Peter. Blew up for lunch. Turned in, Teas at 4 p.m. Read a bit. Blew up for dinner. Helped on deck with gramophone. Up to Ginger's. Cool. Fooled about on deck with Frank, Harry and Stanley. Turned in at 10:30 p.m.
20 March:(Two week to go) At sea. Usual routine. Blues. Cool. Ice cream at 11 a.m. Boat and fire instruction at 11:45 a.m. Blew up for lunch. Turn in. Teas at 4 p.m. Watched the tennis for a while. Nothing to do in general and quite cold now at night-time. Blew up for dinner. Nursery ready for Mass tomorrow. Dinner. Up to Ginger's. Blowing a gale but good weather. Turned in at 10:30 p.m.
21 March:At sea. Half a gale blowing. Cold. Usual routine. Gymns. Breakfast. Turned out fine but blowing hard. Soup at 11 a.m. Nothing to do in general. Blew up at 1 p.m. Lunch. Cleaned canet (?) No turn in. Teas. Rolling like hell. Slack time. Blew up for dinner. Up to Ginger's. Felt queer. Rolling like h-ll. Turned in at 10 p.m. This is the coldest trip from Colon that OLD HANDS have ever known. Winter clothing in Havana. Time appears to drag a little to some of them. I never worry but I'll be glad to see the Liver building.