The long mild twilight which like a silver clasp unites today with yesterday; when morning and evening sit together hand in hand beneath the starless sky of midnight.
I thought that was jolly good, don't you think?
Held Divine Service today but we only have seven hymn books, the rest having been very stupidly taken back to the ship.
I begin to think we are too comfortable in the hut and hope it will not make us slack.
