[Apostle Wilford Woodruff Journal] March 1st 1846 {39} Sunday This is the commencement of spring in the year AD 1846 And Also my birth day. I am thirty Nine years of Age this day And Am Still rolling upon the Atlantic on board the Ashburton.
There is much Joy manifest on board the Ship this morning in consequence of having A fair wind the first we have had for many days. I am fearful it will not last long but still I hope it may. The Cow had a fall last night is sick And they are about to kill her to day. We are running on our Course.
We have been 37 Days at sea And I expected to have been with my friends before this time. When that day will come I know not. The Probability is that the year now lying before me will be one of the most important years of my life. Whare the next birth day will find me I know not. Will it be in Calafornia with the Saints And will my Parents wife And all my Children be with me? Time must determin.
The old cow was killed at 1 oclok, And such a scene I never before beheld. A large number of the steerage Passengers mostly Irish who had not had any thing to eat but oat meal for many days they fell upon the carcase of the cow as soon as her skin was off And cut & tore her to peases like so many wolves And in a few moments she was carried away by peaces And scarcely any thing left of her but her entrails. And the Irish immediately fell to roasting stewing Boiling & eating her. The Cow was sick & her carcase vary lean.
We have been tuning about 8 not an hour through the day & 10 not through the night on our course. I had the best nights rest I have had on board the ship. I dreamed of seeing Br Young & other friends. We had a warm short cake for supper one third boiled potatoes & two thirds flour but it was nice.
[Wilford Woodruff's Journal: 1833-1898 Typescript, Volumes 1-9, Edited by Scott G. Kenney, Signature Books 1993, http://amzn.to/newmormonstudies]
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