The Journal of Fletcher Ames Hatch

Being an account of my experience while at work for the Philippine R.R. Co. After you have read these pages, don't talk to me about all engineers having a snap.

If anything happens to me this book is to be sent to my brother Israel Hatch, RD#1, Rockland, Massachusetts, USA.

[transcribed from the original diary by Wynona B. and Jon-Richard Little, 2007]

Thursday 3rd



Much calmer to-day but still cold. We are up in lat. 52-22 now and not far from the Aleutian Ids. Saw quite a number of whales spouting. About 5 o'clock we sighted a sail dead ahead. We came up close to her and she proved to be the "Leir Burgess" three weeks out of San Francisco. We sent up a string of flags meaning "San Francisco destroyed by fire and earthquake on the 18th". I suppose it was the first they had heard of it. She was bound for Alaska. I have been assigned to Farnham's party, we go to Negros.

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