Wednesday, June 22, 2011

June 22th

At 7:00 A.M. we take street cars to Hotel near Castle Gardens. At 10:00 A.M. we call on Gibson, shipping agent for Guzon line, get intermediate passage to Liverpool, England, at $35.00 exchange balance of our money for English money at Liverpool.

At 2:00 P.M. we board the Manhattan and at 3:00 P.M. are under way. We pass Sandy Hook and discharge the pilot boat between 5:00 and 6:00 P.M. in a heavy northwest wind. We have a nice view of ships going and coming in - both sailors and steamers. At 8:00 P.M. I am seasick; no supper! Our berth is in the extreme stern and has the heaviest rocking and pitching of any part of the vessel.

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  1. Thomas Steed summarized their travels from Utah to New York in his journal.

    Left Farmington June 16th, 1875, at 6:30 a. m.; arrive at the Detroit depot at 4 a. m. Here we had to stop over until Monday. We visited the wharf, strolled around the City and saw wealth in lavish profusion. The cemetary [sic] then attracted our attention. It is certainly the most beautiful spot for a burying ground that I ever beheld, decorated with all the taste that wealth and art can produce; then we saw the Fire department and admired the nice arrangement and order that enables them to get on the way in half a minute when the alarm is sounded. Monday the 21st, we left Detroit at 2:10 a. m. on the grand trunk line thru Canada to Fort Erie, crossed the international Bridge to U. S.; passed Buffalo, Rochester, Utica, Albany and at New York landed at the Hudson River depot at 8 a. m. Here we visited the Offices of Guyon and Co. and secured our passage on board the Manhattan, to leave the pier 46 at 3 p. m. Wrote a little note home, and took a check on the Office of Guyon and Co. in Liverpool. Capt. Jones true to his time, started out. We got a fine view of the great City of New York, with its fine mansions, churches and towers as passed up the Sandy Hook; we get a view of New Jersey City, Brooklyn and Staaten [sic] Island with its forts and barracks and the long row of towering masts of vessels from nearly all nations; we passed close to a find French Man-of-War, laying at anchor.

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