My dear Mother
Only so far have we got on our voyage, having been detained more than a week by foul winds off the Isle of Wight. We shall not make a very quick passage of it, but I do not mind that in the least, for I find myself very comfortably fixed. I never was in better health. I have a nice cabin, plenty to eat and drink and of the very best description; a pleasant Captain, Officers, & fellow passengers; on the whole I think we shall have a very agreeable time and I will be sorry when the voyage is over.Among the passengers is a Presbyterian Clergyman, with his family, going out to a new church they have built for him near Melbourne; his name is Campbell, a Scotchman, he says he is well acquainted with my Uncle Morgan, and has often preached for him in Belfast. He seems a good man, and we will have service on board every Sunday.
When you write to William give him my love, & thank him for me for the Kindness he showed me while I was with him in London.
We make a final start tomorrow. If you find this writing rather unsteady looking you must attribute it to the pitching and rocking of the vessel, the good ship “Agincourt”. Now my dear Mother I must bid you Good Bye for a time at least. I shall write to you again when I arrive; in the mean time, with Kindest love to all,
I remain My dear Mother
Your affectionate son