two in the morning
Our Voyage to Iceland The hour of departure came at last . The night before , the worthy Mr. Thompson brought us the most cordial letters of introduction for Baron Trampe , Governor of Iceland , for M. Pictursson , coadjutor to the bishop , and for M. Finsen , mayor of the town of Reykjavik . In return , my uncle nearly crushed his hands , so warmly did he shake them . On the second of the month , at two in the morning , our precious cargo of luggage was taken on board the good ship <i> Valkyrie </i> . We followed , and were very politely introduced by the captain to a small cabin with two standing bed places , neither very well ventilated nor very comfortable . But in the cause of science men are expected to suffer . `` Well , and have we a fair wind ? ''