About noon
We did n't need our overcoats . The sea was ever so much smoother , too . There were two or three ladies on deck , who could walk pretty well . About noon , I was standing on the upper deck , when I saw Rectus coming toward me , looking very pale . He was generally a dark sort of a boy , and it made a good deal of difference in him to look pale . I was sure he was going to be sick , at last , -- although it was rather queer for him to knock under when the voyage was pretty nearly over , -- and I began to laugh , when he said to me , in a nervous sort of way : `` I tell you what it is , I believe that we 've gone past the mouth of the Savannah River . According to my calculations , '' said he , pointing to a spot on his map , which he held in his hand , `` we must be down about here , off the Georgia coast . ''