24th September 1849.
Passing between Tenerife and Gomera -
Monday - have been thirteen days at sea - all appears to be a dream. the
steamer left us at Cumbrae heads with a fair wind - We slept very well
the first night, after that it blew a stiff breeze and the gallant ship
shot like an arrow through the water - on Friday night we cleared the
dreaded Channel - during the first few days we all suffered more or less
with sea sickness. Jane & Rose proving exceptions. I suffered most
from weakness not being able to eat the hard biscuits and the bread on
board had a very musty taste, so much so I could not eat it. How often
during those few days did I thank Aunt Marion for the contents of the
tin box. Crossing opposite the Bay of Biscay we encountered a severe
gale, the ship pitched so much we had to hold on for fear of falling out
of bed - we could scarce get dinner it rolled so from side to side we
were constantly in danger of being helped to more than our own share. We
have often been very fortunate in having a kind Capt and Mate who are
very attentive to their duties and kind to especially the children -
during the gale when the sea was breaking over the ship and at each
strike she rolled to and fro like a drunken man. The Capt was on deck
all night - yet he said it was no great storm and that we ought to be
glad that our course lay right before the wind - carrying us at the rate
of 11 knots an hour.
We were off Madeira on the 20th last
being far to the west did not see it. After the storm we had some days
of heavy rain. Some of our beds were drenched, the water getting at the
port holes - but we suffered no harm and had them all up on deck and
dried the first good day. Last Friday was a very sad day, a little girl
died the night before and was buried in the morning, she had been ill
for some days - sickness and purging - then excessive exhaustion
followed. The Dr was engaged with her almost all Thursday - she died at
night. The mother was ill also - a very delicate woman it turned out a
case of decided cholera - the child was scarce buried when the mother
died. All the bedding was instantly thrown over board and the body
instantly buried - thus twice on that sad day my dear husband was called
to read part of the burial service over the dead. The Lord sustained him
through it - tho' his heart was almost breaking. All the passengers
appeared very much affected by the recurrence - The mother was a young
woman from Linds, where cholera was prevailing when she left. She has
left a young infant and a little boy about two years old . We are in
hopes that the infant may live. ~ Shall I record what was done on the
Saturday following. I blush to do it. Some one had a fiddle and they
commenced dancing with the merriment imaginable (of course I speak for
the steerage passengers) Just as if nothing of kind had happened. The
first Sabbath we spent at sea was too stormy for holding religious
service on board but yesterday was a most beautiful day and the waters
of the ocean quite smooth. The Capt assembled the passengers about
eleven for worship - the Dr conducted it. Mr Harrison ~ a Baptist from
England) assisting in prayers. I was not present for our little Rose was
very sick - but I can not tell how beautiful it was to hear the psalmaly
as it rose from many fine voices in the midst of the ocean - ''Lord thou
hast been our dwelling place, in generations all" - was then sung
and how delightful the thought that He whom we profess to worship is
Lord of these mighty waters.
All this day we have been gazing at the
Peak of Teneriffe the last sight of land we are likely to see for many
days to come. The atmosphere is more than usually favourable for having
a fine view of the Island itself is very barren and rocky on the coast -
the hills are Alpine in shape and between these appeared some patches of
cultivated land - we saw some villages near the coast - one of them was
supposed to be Bainavista - the ocean was so sullen that the ship had
not made much progress to day - the weather very hot and has been so for
some days - indeed we have had no cold weather - and the clothing we
went on board with felt quite oppressive. Rose and David have suffered
much from the heat - we were obliged to get a person to nurse Rose as
the cow's milk got to soon sour - we think her better today. Our dear
little Rose still better - so is David - I wonder how all our dear
friends are in Edin - how fast the time passes at sea - I have several
times lost count of the days of the week - now I have a little more
leisure as I have got a person to assist - but before Margt and I were
engaged from morning till night - and the Dr has also had a great deal
to do - nothing could be done in the way of order, till after the
sickness. The Dr was very sick himself at first, more so than I was.
Some of the passengers still suffer from this curse - they are much
better off being obliged to go on deck.
Mitchell at first was so ill that he lay
like a log, but his Papa was prescribing and pulled him up - he was no
sooner on deck than he felt better and was running about in a short time
- The Dr had to pull a great many up in the same fashion.
We have all better appetites than at
home. Margt may be seen eating pork to breakfast and that after having
had some porridge - The provisions we have are very good - except the
potatoes - these were excellent at first, but now are spoiling every
day. Great disappointment is felt at no fowls or eggs having been put on
board - the ladies and children would have been much better of them. I
like being at sea very much and am never tired of gazing at the great
Ocean - there is something soothing in the endless ripple when calm -
and something awfully grand when its waters are lashed into fury, then
to think of Him who in a moment could hush it with a "Peace be
Still" to think and say as the little boy did "I am not afraid
my Father's at the helm' - it is then that we can appreciate the value
of religion and we learn in these moments of danger, to nestle quietly
under the wing of Jesus. Yesterday we were becalmed - today making more
progress 7 knots an hour. 27th Another death from cholera, an elderly
woman taken ill yesterday afternoon and just now twelve noon, reported
dead. - She was one of the dancers on Monday night. The Capt, Mate and
rest of the cabin passengers approve and encourage dancing in order to
keep the people cheerful and prevent their being afraid of cholera. To
us it was very painful to hear their merriment last night after they
knew that the poor woman was so ill as to be removed to the hospital -
my husband would fain put a stop to it but cannot. O that people were
wise? That they would consider the end God has in view in sending the
affliction. Our dear Rose continues very poorly - she and the baby whose
mother died look very much as if they would not live long.
To whom shall we go in our affliction but
to Him who bath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows in our ever
present intercession of a God full of compassion. They are now preparing
to bury the body - there was no stronger looking woman on board than Mrs
Barr (Afterwards the husband and daughter behaved very ill to the Dr
reflecting on him - their conduct was quite a contrast to the McNeils,
who warmly expressed their gratitudes and said he had done all that he
could do).
28th:
No dancing last night - but it would
appear that sailors must have some fun so we had a visit from Neptune
alias our good natured black cook. The potatoes have become unfit for
use - they were brought up front the hold and many thrown over board,
sacks and all. The stench from the hold was dreadful and made us glad as
well as sorry to part with them. We are now suffering from a tropical
sun and with little or no wind are making but slow progress.
29th:
O for a refreshing breeze to carry us
swiftly across the line. I think we are abreast of Cape Verd islands.
How are all our dear friends in Edin. How often I often with them in
Spirit - conversing with them - every varied expressions of their
countenances coming up before busy memory. I am sitting at the window in
our cabin, alone, a very rare occurrence - the boundless ocean is before
me yet I can scarce believe I am distant from those I love and dream so
much about. What a noisy place a ship is - I wanted the Captain very
much to let me climb up the mast a little way to have a short respite
from the incessant hum and racket.
Whenever the sun goes down, it is almost
instantly dark no twilight - then the sailors and steerage passengers
commence dancing. After the dancing - song singing - first at the
forecastle, then on the poop. Occasionally we have heard psalmody. The
children appear very happy they are going very wild and fond of the
Captain.
Tuesday 23rd October
What shall I write today - so much - so
very much has occurred lately to engage both mind and body. To you my
dear Miss N, I in particular address myself, my feelings won't permit my
writing to your dear mama, tho from the pitching of the vessel, I am
afraid what I write will be scarce legible.
Our dear friends at home, I am sure will
think we have been sorely tried - yes, we have felt our Heavenly
Father's chastening in more ways than one. The passengers were panic
struck and for the time some appeared to lay the blame on the Doctor,
then in the midst of our personal affliction, we had to encounter dark
and scowling looks, and then there were whisperings on the poop.
Forgetting or not wishing to remember
that we left cholera very bad in Greenock - That we were all but
becalmed under a tropical sun; abreast of the most deadly shores in
Africa; the stench from the potatoes before their being thrown overboard
was sufficient of itself to produce a pestilence. They talked as if life
and death were in the Dr's hands. I grieve to say it and yet truth
demands it, that in all the conversation I heard there was no alluding
to God as the Author of their trials - no talk of their having a prayer
meeting - to confess sin and to humble ourselves before God. I once or
twice attempted to suggest such a thing but was misunderstood as if I
sought to trust all to prayer and did not use means. And how did the
Doctor feel? Deeply - keenly - as we went and told Jesus. Jesus
sustained him - quietly - steadily he went on with his duties. I saw
little of him during these sad days, he was so much downstairs using all
the means in his power - the ship having been provided with cholera
medicines. The Captain and Mate assisted him all they could. Lest any
false reports should reach home about his healing his patients
Homoeopathically - I think it right to explain that he treats them
strictly Allopathically according to his agreement - what may have given
rise to the supposition was this -
Mr Perkins who died of cholera, was
attached to Homoeopathy and had brought these medicines with him - his
infant was seized with Water in the head - was very ill indeed and not
expected to live. at first not knowing that the Dr understood that
system he treated the child himself - afterwards when he did know - he
begged the Dr to take him in charge and treat him Homoepathically - the
Dr explained how he did in the ship - that he did not practice
Homeopathy here but if he preferred it - he would do so in his case. the
child had a most unlooked for recovery
- yet we think it was the circumstance
that made those who had nothing else to do - begin and criticise the
treatment. sometimes I could scarce forbear a smile - for a while they
would sit up on the poop discussing what might to be done every one had
their own favourite doctor's remedy - in short to be pleased every
family should have brought their own Doctor with them. To those who have
injured us or tried to injure us we freely forgive them - our case is in
our Father's hands - we seek the sanctified use of all our trials - we
cling to the belief - that "all things work together for good to
those who love God". One or two appear to be impressed - but you
would be surprised to see how soon such solemn scenes appear to be
forgotten. Two of the sailors died they were not treated by the Dr.
After that the opposition calmed down a good deal - their boasting was
stopped. One little boy who was so ill as to be reported by some dead -
got better - it was then discussed whether it had been a real case. I
have been very low, myself, but am now, thanks to God, better - Jane
also has been very ill - the effect of the heat - but I will tell you -
I give thanks to God for he is good - she is better. We passed the line
on the 12th. the weather has been much cooler since.
Wednesday 24th October 1849.
Object lesson today is the island of
Trinadad, a very barren - rocky uninhabited place, it has curious
pillars call the Monuments or Nine Pins rising to a considerable height.
Jane still better, her's has been a very unlooked for recovery - rest of
the passengers well - how much we enjoy the cool breeze. Near the Line
we met with the "Fortitude" a brigg homeward bound. She lay to
and signalled that she wanted bread, while our people were getting 2
bags of biscuits ready her boat came alongside with the chief officer on
board. They were from Rio Janeiro, bound for Falmouth, they had had bad
weather, and their bread was also bad.
Before they boarded us, our Capt. had
forbidden any to send letters by this opportunity, as owing to the
number of deaths we had had, and the nature of the diseases he thought
it would only increase instead of allay the anxiety of our friends
notwithstanding this injunction when the brig's boat left - their was a
shower of letters thrown into the boat - some of them fell into the sea,
but were picked up by the sailors. Capt. Chivas called out to throw them
all overboard - I do not think however that this order was fully obeyed
and if so if these letters have reached their destination and our
friends have been wondering how they have recieved none - this will
explain.
31st.
Two degrees south of Capricorn - for
three days have we a heavy head swell, our vessel has rolled and pitched
a great deal - even now I am writing in our cabin with my paper on my
knee - sitting on one trunk - pressing my foot against another - yet we
get accustomed to being knocked about. "I believe all the Cabin
passengers agreed with me and our elbows being black and blue - you
would be surprised to see how well the young children steady themselves,
sailors fashion, and keep running about while the elders are tumbling.
My husband is now suffering from fatigue and want of night's rest when
Jane and I were ill. There are also some suffering from sea-sickness but
otherwise we may be reported well. There is a good deal of preserved
meat on board, we have at table preserved potatoes and carrots -
sometimes a nice cut of salmon - or roast beef - also preserved plums,
currants for Tarts - bread is baked by the Steward every morning. The
Steerage passengers bake a great deal - they save their flour and make
scones and puddings. Some of them brought a lot of nice things with
them. When I was so ill that I could not taste anything within our reach
- a kind person (Mrs Duncan brought me some eggs - preserved in salt my
husband immediately gave one to our cook to make a pancake it was the
first thing I ate before that I was supported by Wine and Brandy -
another of the passengers brought me some scones of her own baking. Our
Steward Benjamin Thickett was most attentive throughout. So far as I can
judge my dear husband is likely to live down all opposition - below, the
people with one or two exceptions (and even they appear more friendly)
receive him kindly and we are happy with the cabin passengers with the
exception a gentleman [Francis Pillans] and we were warned of his
troublesome character before we left. We must have some indifferent
characters on board as there has been a good deal of stealing. The
guilty party not yet found out. I wish to tell my dear Aunt Margt.and
Jane that I derived in my distress great comfort from reading a book of
Dr - Cries History of the Reformation - the suffering which the Martyrs
underwent shut my mouth from repining. I read also the Life of Lady
Colquhon by Hamilton of London with profit. Miss Hall the Teacher has
been a nice companion for Margt. she appears a well principalled girl
.When all around appeared dark and frowning and when but for the sure
promises, my heart had sunk within me I well remember that opposite the
Bight of Biafra tho many hundred mile distant, I went to that side of
the ship and I cannot tell what an uncontrollable desire I had for one
half hour of Mr Messicks company. I said Ah - he could and would
sympathise with me.
Nov 2nd
Read over many of the kind letters I
received before leaving home, packed up in the Trunk the cream jug I got
from dear Aunt Margt. the last time I took Tea with her lest it should
be injured. Saw whales yesterday, Cape pigeons - and an Albatross - some
time before we saw flying fish, weather very pleasant - neither too cold
or too hot.
I suppose we are parallel with the Cape
just now, but far to the west. during the very hot days we had a large
awning, and we were on the poop as much as possible. When so many died,
many of the passengers from below slept on deck all night under tents.
but now we have all resumed our warm clothing. Our kind love to all our
dear friends in Scotland.
Sabbath 4th Nov.
Forenoon very heavy rain since last
night. vessel pitching and rolling very much. Jane and David asleep and
I watching. My dear husband in the Cuddy arranging some tracts for
distribution as there can be no public service today (he afterwards had
service below) it was said of Jesus that the common people heard him
gladly, so my dear William finds him self best received and has most
freedom below - there as far as we can judge, he gets a cordial
reception, and the good word of the Kingdom addressed to their
individual attention, is at all events listened to with apparent
interest. There are one or two of the Cabin passengers with whom we can
talk about these things. (I found afterwards a different opinion - I
found that whilst they spoke fair to me - that they were behind back the
most assiduous in speaking with us. that and other causes made me doubt
their Christianity) and the Capt shares a great respect for religion.
but there are others who scoff and seem to think that those who make
more than an ordinary profession of are hypocrites. All well today
except Mr Gebbin Rose's kind Auntie.
Monday 5th November.
Awoke between twelve and one this morning
by noise on deck. "Land close on the lee bow", was the cause.
The Dr. half dressed had gone on deck, and this was the information with
which he returned. We were within half a mile for ten minutes of being
dashed on the rocky coast of Tristan d'Achuna, an island 1500 miles to
the west of the Cape. I hastily threw on my dressing gown, and during
the Dr's absence went into the Cuddy - all was quiet there - a light
burned in Mr Oats' cabin, and the door was ajar. I found Mrs Oatts
dressed. My first consideration was whether or not to awake and prepare
the children, on ascertaining that the boats were lowered and that a
heavy swell was causing to drift ashore, we decided to get them ready. I
first hastily dressed myself and then our little David and Jane - poor
little dears - I had no expectation of ever dressing them again - then
Margt. and the rest were dressed.
Then again I went into the Cuddy - Mrs
Todd and her sister Miss McAdam with some of the children had joined W.O.
The gentleman, with the exception of Mr. Oatts who went backwards and
forwards to bring information - and my husband who was busy collecting
some papers - were on deck. We had knelt, at first in our own cabin and
again we united in the Cuddy to cast ourselves on the Lord - we knew
that if he did not interpose, vain would be the help of man. Mrs T, read
a portion of Scripture and I was delighted to witness the composure of
all, even the children appeared to understand and quietly seated
themselves in a corner on the floor with their Bibles.
On the table lay my bonnet and green
tartan plaid (Miss Campbell will know which) to be ready - how painful
is the state of suspense - we saw the black mass from our stern window -
it looked quite near and we saw the current drifting us toward it. First
we were told that the two boats were trying to tow us off - then that
there was a slight breeze favourable - next that the breeze had died
away. This occurred two or three times. How we longed for day-light. At
last it came and we saw distinctly - the Bold - rocky - Surge biggest
island. My this time we were two miles off. By six the boats had
returned and we were reported out of danger - it was then I first went
on deck and I will not soon forget the Capt's. appearance. His first
words to me were "Out of danger now, thank God". He as well as
the rest of the Ship's company had been up all night and were drenched
to the skin - it having rained heavily since yesterday.
Some of the emigrants were of great use
in manning the boats and a hard work they had for some hours.
This island Tristan d'Acuna is inhabited
on the north side and we had been looking forward to seeing it for some
time past on the Sabbath afternoon. Then, however, we were told, that we
were too far west and would pass it so far to the South that there was
no probability of getting a glimpse of it. And why we did was owing to
the foggy weather we had for two days - occasioning a wrong calculation
- and why we escaped - the Capt. told us (and the gentleman corroborated
the statement, was, that when the danger was most imminent, two slight
puffs of wind pushed the ship a little out to sea (This happened when we
were at prayer in the Cuddy) at the very time she appeared on the eve of
destruction.
We desire to put our souls in gratitude
to Him who, 'tho his arm be strong to smite 'tis also strong to
same." and we pray that this mercy may lead many to repentance and
be sanctified to all. Truly we have had a great deliverance, for
allowing that boats had outlived the heavy surge (of which with so many
souls there was little hope) and allowing that they had landed us all in
safety - where would we have been for shelter, food and clothing, on a
small island with few inhabitants and seldom visited by ships.
During the danger, very few of the people
below were aware of the extent of it - it was well - however, they were
told to get the children all dressed. I may mention, what I am sure our
dear kind friend Miss C will wish to know - we did not forget the Orion
belts, they were inflated and laid on the bed ready to buckle on, and
when we waited in the Cuddy, we ate some of her Cayenne Lozenges -
singular - I had just been reading an account of the loss of the Kent.
This is twelve noon - we are all very tired and sleepy. We are now about
20 miles from the island, wind contrary, the thoughts and doings crowded
into the past night are like a dream.
I ought to have mentioned that when the
breeze sprang up which saved us, we were in 7 fathoms of water - the
anchor was ready as a last resort, but the breeze prevented the
necessity of using it.
Tuesday 6th
Fine sunshine - 60 miles from the island
- on our course again straight for New Zealand. Sea calm. all well. Jane
was on the poop today and wishes Aunt Jane to know that she saw an
Albatross - some Bishops and Cape Pigeons and that she remembered Hugh
and Charles Rose and all the rest in Amandale Street, and her hair being
shaved Mamma trimmed a cap for her out of the contents of the doll's bag
she got from Mr Millar.
Wednesday 7th.
Sea smooth as glass - a boat has been
lowered - Will you have a sail Mr Rose on the South Atlantic? The
Captain, Doctor, Margaret, Jessie - Mitchell and Henry and Miss Hall -
all just returned from a nice trip round the vessel. This is the third
party who have been out. An Albatross was shot and brought on board in a
wounded state. It is a large beautiful bird, also we got two pretty
specimens of seaweed. Some whales playing about.
Thursday 8th.
Got a monthly box, it was like a visit
from home.
Friday 9th.
What crowd is that we see at the cuddy
door, it is an Auction of the Bo'sun and Sailmakers clothes ( the two
seamen who died) to me it was a very sad sight. Happens that on a long
voyage, this is the usual practice. the proceeds are handed over to the
Captain for the benefit of relations. I understand that the articles
sold high. Little motion today, beautiful sunshine - water quite smooth,
sailing slow. I write this with an Albatross pen.
12th.
Yesterday cold, had worship - a public
thanksgiving for our great deliverance from shipwreck - it was rather
tardy you may think, my husband wished it earlier, but there was always
some excuse for not assembling the passengers - on Monday the Officers
and Crew were so drenched that it could not be, - Tuesday all were busy
with the swinging stones drying 'tween decks - wet clothes. Today is
warm and as we are becalmed the boat is lowered to get the sides of the
vessel cleaned.
13th.
Always something new - half the main deck
covered with shavings - like a carpenters shop our main top gallant yard
was broken and we are getting another made. Scarce making any progress -
bright sunshine with cold wind - Splendid view of the stars at night.
14th.
More progress today - have time to talk
more about home and the great kindness shown to us before leaving.
19th
Rounding the Cape - squally weather since
I last wrote - most of the passengers seasick, children excepted -
Yesterday was Sabbath - we met for worship, we thought and spoke much of
you dear brothers and sisters in Elder St in connection with our once
dead but now exalted kinsmen - grieved to behold so many instances of
the natural enmity of the heart to divine things. At public worship all
is outward decorum - yet those who try to carve out the principles of
the gospel must be content to be called hypocrites - but the disciple is
not above his Lord. Saw two ships yesterday in the distance - a very
interesting sight. Fair sunny day - light wind. People at home will be
glad of a bright fire. I find that by the observations made today we are
in Latitude 37. Longitude 20 so we are a good way past the Cape. Another
squall coming on - it is on - all hands ripping the sails loose,
articles flying in all directions. 9pm The children had their tea on the
floor of the cuddy - at ours sugar basin and sugar were pitched into my
lap - a sever gale - one of the chains belonging to the mast snapped and
came down with a crash - no one hurt - the wind is in our favour - but
it will stand hard with the homeward bound.
22nd
Called up at five this morning to see a
ship we had signalled yesterday afternoon - a beautiful morning smooth
sea. The Captain using the speaking trumpet. She is the Recorder from
Liverpool for Calcutta out 74 days and we 69. The Mooltan is a fast
sailer. The Recorder is now far astern.
27th.
Very squally weather since I last wrote -
again our new top gallant yard broken quite through - amidst the ups and
downs we are exposed to - we have the comfort to think we are making
great progress 450 miles during the last 48 hours. Last Lord's day had
worship in our cabin. Miss Hall joined us. Observed for the first time
the Ordinance of the Supper - a precious season. In the afternoon the Dr
met with the emigrants below. Captain Chivas told us at dinner today
that while with us it was a few minutes past four - with you it would
only be a few minutes past twelve noon.
1st December
Saturday - morning frosty with
bright sunshine and at night most splendid moonshine. Still subject to
sudden squalls - all well. David walking again - he is getting quite
ruddy - all the rest are getting plump. My own health is much improved
and the Dr too is looking better. Had beautiful clean water at dinner
today - cleaner than we sometimes had at home - we have always had as
much water as we wished for drinking and excepting during the hot
weather when we used as little as possible it has been good - it
improved again as we come into colder latitudes - I now get a good deal
of sewing done and there is a great tear and wear of clothes on board of
ship. Everyone is talking of landing now - the Dr has been examining his
business papers - for strange as it may be thought, he has had no
leisure for this hitherto. In looking forward we look upwards for
direction and it is sweet to think that our Father careth for us.
6th
Squally - wet weather since I last wrote
- today cold but dry - got a nice walk on the poop.
Sabbath Dec 9th 1849.
Still squally, wet and dreary. Are you
praying for us? You promised you would and each time we bend the knee we
remember you. Often in our quiet affliction - especially when cholera
was cutting down our numbers when all faces gathered blackness, we said
to each other - I am sure they are praying for us at home. My dear
husband held worship below this forenoon subject following Christ afar
off Mat 26-58. The sermon he reads are from the Free Church Pulpit and
very good - sometimes he adds a few words himself - today he spoke a
word of warning to the infidel and blasphemer - for I am sorry to say we
have such characters on board - aye even at our table - one gentleman
-(the same who has caused us so much trouble) holds those sentiments -
and the mate scoffs at all that is good - of course not in our presence.
Wednesday 12th
Still the same unsteady weather since
Sabbath the vessel rolling very much, especially at night - today it is
clear and dry but very cold. William commenced on Monday to hold worship
below every evening to expound the parables - he uses Barnes' notes and
adds a few words himself - the people listen with apparent attention. I
don't know what those in the cabin think (none of them go down) why
should we care - time is short and souls precious. The Cabin cook very
ill - he is so delicate the Dr says he ought not to have come - he has
been often very ill during the voyage - and his complaint incurable.
Harrison's orphans have hooping cough - the Baby appears dying - she has
been pinning away for sometime past. McNeil's baby (whose mother was the
first cholera case) is quite well now and thriving. I may whisper to our
kind friends of Picardy place that we often talk of her and that the Dr
has her last letter among his most treasured things it made us both weep
when we read it, and often we wonder how dear Mr Wemyss has stood the
winter, but I must stop. Miss Hall and Margaret are paying you a visit
today (ie) writing home.
Sabbath 16th Dec
A beautiful day- sea calm - slow progress
- partook of the ordinance of the supper in the evening along with Miss
H desire to love Jesus more we sang this hymn.
Morning service on deck as usual. Spent
some time in self examination.
Monday 17th.
Expected to have sighted Van Diemans land
this morning but owing to the wind being ahead, have had to tack south
and are not likely to see it - hitherto we have had a splendid straight
run from the Cape - as our chart can testify.
19th
Most delightful summer's day - going our
course - but very slowly - the sea is smooth as a lake - the crew very
busy cleaning and repainting different parts of the ship - so as to
enter port in style - one of the small boats was lowered today to try a
sail they have been making for it - Mr F shot two large birds and the
children have got some of the long feathers - so caps and feathers is
the order of the day. ----
The baby Harrison died last night -
Hooping Cough was too much for its wasted strength to bear.
23rd
Heavy seas - with rain - worship held
below
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Tristan d'Acunha 13th Dec
1849
Sketched from memory as it appeared
towards dawn from the stern window as the day advanced - the fog which
enveloped it at first disappeared and the cottages on the slope to the
right seen very distinctly - also the three Cataracts. The stern of the
Mooltan had it been down would have been where I have put a cross - and
the two boats had a rope attached to her bow - in order to keep her head
to sea.
24th.
Very cold. Got no solar observations at
noon yesterday - which caused some regret as we knew we were approaching
land. Great anxiety felt to get the sun today - we did get it and after
dinner land as the Captain expected was dimly seen - we soon neared it
sufficiently so as to see first Long Island - then Stewart Island and
now past ten we are rounding the Southern Capes of it - fine smooth sea
and bright moonshine. We desire to feel thankful to our Heavenly Father
that it is so and not foggy as at Tristan d'Acunha - that affair has
very seasonably tempered our joy at seeing land again - yet it is a
gladsome sight and if all's well tomorrow morning I have no doubt but
there will be some stronger demonstrative of feeling - Mitchell and
David coughing very much - think they are taking Hooping Cough - as
several children on board have it
In the prospect of landing in our new
adopted country - with its new faces - new customs - new joys and
sorrows - I feel myself as a little child in my Father's hand. His
promises are all yea and amen in Christ - may he grant us more of that
faith which overcomes the world.
25th Christmas Day.
Beautiful sunny day - but bitter cold
wind - sailed along the coast of Middle Island - much pleased with the
scenery before dark anchored at the Tairoa Heads - a St Andrews cross -
told us the tide did not suit - the Pilot boarded us - stayed all night
and early next morning we crossed the bar without difficulty and
anchored before Port Chalmers before breakfast. The scenery on going up
was very fine - we passed several clearings and native pahs - Captain
Chivas, Mr Todd and Mr Oats and Dr Purdie took a boat and went up to
Dunedin to wait on Capt Cargill. The accounts they brought regarding the
prosperity of the Colony were discouraging and the rest of the gentlemen
who went up next day confirmed them. Everyone spoke of the amount of
Drunkeness that prevailed.
Our thanks to Dell Purdie of
Rotorua NZ d.purdie@clear.net.nz
for this information.