The family goes to church

Sunday Aug 31st



A fine sunny Sunday morning. Have just had a good breakfast. A cupful of porridge. A cup of coffee & a taste of boiled ham. The bread, though the best to be had on board (I begged it of the Saloon Steward, for we had not a bite for our mess of 10 souls) was a trifle acid (the baking powder I suppose) just to prevent our breakfast being entirely satisfactory. The concert came off last night & was very successful, more especially as being the first. We purpose having them every week, tho not on Saturday nights as we think the Mothers ought to be washing the young ones & getting ready for Sunday morning & the Intermediate is quite full of families & such a lot of children. I was unanimously voted to take the chair, of course I had very little to do except to announce the fact that it was to be looked upon only as a first attempt & that we hoped to be able to continue them & also to announce the singers songs &c. I had no idea of being mixed up with it when I entered the room as I had refused to take the chair when asked during the day & expected that they had got some other person to do so for them. So when I was voted in I put the best face I could on it & did as well as I was able. The following is the programme. I shall not be able to give programmes in future as my space is getting very limited. I quite thought this book would be large enough to contain all my record, but am afraid I shall be unable to continue it to the end of our Journey for want of paper.