The one morning that I needed sleep and the "Louise" climbed on some rocks at five-thirty. The grinding and scraping of the hull and the crash of falling dishes tore me from the arms of Morpheus and I peered out through the drawn curtains to see my friend downstairs hurriedly putting on his clothes. He told me what had happened and that everyone was ordered on deck. A grounded boat couldn't sink, so why should I get up.

My good old buddy left on the run and as the scraping noise persisted I climbed down and looked the situation over, through the port hole. The fog was a little heavy but the shore could be seen about 500 yards away. Many feet were hurrying to and fro on the deck above me and there seemed to be a little commotion mixed with an occasional whistle. I noticed a few blasts that were different from our whistle. I still remember saying to myself as I stared into the fog, "Just another foggy morning. I've seen worse from the stern of the 'Eureka'." And, I climbed back into my berth.

My roommate came back to rouse me up and a steward stuck his head through the door and called, "Everybody on deck!" Not me--there wasn't enough excitement in evidence.

I slept until eleven and got ready for lunch. I learned that we had slid off the rocks in about half an hour after hitting--I remember the repetition of the shuddering of the boat accompanied by a scraping roar--and were hitting it off at full speed for Vancouver. The "Louise" had sprung her plates and was leaking. Everyone was talking about the accident, that is all but those who had been on the boat deck last night. The gang was calm in every crisis. It's the best way to enjoy the unpleasant incidents of any voyage. Lord knows there was a dearth of real excitement.

The real damage to the ship was due to the tide. Several ships have been lost in these waters as a result of the rapid change in tides. It was feared that a sudden lowering of the water would cause the "Louise" to capsize as she slid off the rocks, where she was partially supported by the water. Two other boats had stood by to give help but it was not needed. The "Louise" will go into drydock at Vancouver.

The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. We stopped at Alert Bay at 3:30 PM but as we were behind time we only stayed long enough to pick up the mail. No one went ashore.

Although the other passengers have been playing deck shuffle board all the time, I got into my first game this afternoon. Not being accustomed to making the shots and allowing for the roll of the boat, I lost two games and was eliminated. I was through with that sport.

Another dance started tonight and a good crowd showed up. I was too tired to bother with such a strenuous activity. Instead, I wrote several letters while listening to the music and called it a day at eleven o'clock.