With these words Joseph Salter began a diary which he was to keep intermittently until February 1899. His diary starts on a voyage home from Falmouth, Jamaica, bound for New York in the Brig George Henry. He was six months short of his twenty-first birthday and - on his second voyage - already one-third owner of the ship, a seasoned sailor, an entrepreneur.

The writing continues for years, on pages often left with wide margins. It stops, goes on again at intervals - sometimes in diary form, sometimes a digression on his earlier days. He returns to fill those wide margins with his recollections, anecdotes, remembered details. In trying to put together the life of Joseph Salter as recorded in the journals, I have taken the liberty of arranging these entries in a sequence that puts events in chronological perspective, including his memo of the earliest voyage of 1836, which he had kept in pencil at the time. I have retained words that were in use at the time though they are now considered archaic.

As great grandchildren of Joseph Salter, my husband and I inherited his diaries and scrapbooks. Later, in closing out a family estate in North Sydney I found a collection of old letters and papers about Salter's life in Moncton. This glimpse into the past seemed worth putting together in book form.

But during the Moncton years, Salter did not keep up his journal, so I have drawn on other sources for that period. The most important of these sources was the collection of shipping letters which were donated to the Moncton Museum by Joseph Salter of Sydney Mines, who inherited them from his grandfather of the same name.