This little two-page note from Dart actually covers two days. He begins at the end of a pleasant day during which he stood a five-hour watch. The water has been smooth, but he hopes he hasn’t jinxed anything by mentioning it.  They are heading up the coast of Central America, moving toward San Diego.

His evening watch gave him a great deal of time alone under the stars to think. He mostly thought about their honeymoon; happy thoughts, not quite so happy, and very, very happy. He wonders what the reality will be. He hopes all their nights will be as beautiful as this one and as happy as his thoughts were.

The next day he writes to say that suddenly last night, the ship ran out of fresh water, leaving nothing to drink or to wash with. The water they drank this morning was salty and made everyone sick when they hit a rough patch today. They’ve caught up enough now to give the men sweet drinking water, but there’s nothing for showers. “I’ve gone longer in this climate without a shower than I ever did when it was cold. I can hardly stay in the same room with me.”