wretched baby of six months, he in a muslin gown and nothing else, crying with cold.
I got out a cotton flannel dressing-sack, and wrapped him up in it and tended him a good deal....”
“May the purpose for which I undertake this painful and solitary journey be ever strong enough in my thoughts to render every step of it pure, blameless and worthy.
Great God, do not let me desert thee!
For that is the trouble.
Thou dost not desert us. I dread unspeakably these dark days of suffering and confusion.
To go is like being hanged...”
said something about my preaching on Sunday, so I have been laying out some points for a sermon.... But it is not very likely that the Captain
will really ask me to hold service.”
“Talk with purser about Homer
He has a vivacious mind, and might easily learn Greek
, or anything else he would have a mind to.”
. It turned out that the Captain
and passengers did wish me to hold a little service to-day, so at 10.30 A. M. I met them in the dining-saloon.
I had a Bible, from which I read the 116th Psalm — a prayer followed — then the missionary hymn, From Greenland's icy mountains
--then my little sermon, of which I have the headings.
I am so very glad to have been able and enabled to do this.”
“Began to teach the purser to read from notes with a leaf of music out of some periodical.
a little — talked and heard much talk.”
. ... Expect to get in to-morrow, not very late, unless another contrary gale.
Frigate birds and ”