February 23, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)
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February 23, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)
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February 24, 1820 – Favorable winds have speedily brought us to the region of the regular trades, where we now enjoy the steady and propitious breezes. With the exception of a few hours, since the 8th inst. we have been sailing N.W., directly towards the S. Isles. Today we pass the Tropic of Capricorn and again enter the Torrid Zone in which we expect to end our days. Here again we would call upon our souls to bless and praise the divine goodness that has thus far covered us with so much prosperity. (Thaddeus Journal)
Feb. 24th. Crossed the tropic of [Capricorn] this morning. We have again entered the torrid zone expecting to spend the remainder of our days in this unfavorable clime. Who would not be willing to endure the scorching heat of a sultry region, a few fleeting days if thereby they may be instrumental of plucking immortal souls from the scorching of eternal burnings? (Nancy Ruggles)
Feb, 24. We are now in the torrid zone between 20 and 21 deg. S Lat. We make about 4 degrees in 24 hours, 2 in Lat and 2 in Long. Last evening the vessel plowed the deep with great rapidity. We stood and gazed with astonishment while thinking of that power, which could not only preserve this great building on the water but carry it with such force. I think we have never sailed faster. It is thought we shall reach Owhyhee in three or four weeks. My time has passed very pleasantly since seasickness. We often think & sometimes remark that perhaps we are spending the happiest part of our lives. On the passage I have read “Winslow sketch of Missions” and since then I have contemplated been driven about from place to place, without any fixed residents or certain place of abode. What will be our destiny in a heathen land among the rude and & barbarous people, is known only to Him who sees at one glance things present, past, and future. But I am not discouraged. I trust that he who has called us to leave friends & country for his sake, will be with & protect us. Dear parents, I entreat you not to feel anxious for me. I think I can say in sincerity, “none of these things move me, neither count I my life dear to myself, if I may but finish my course with joy and glorify God among the heathen. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)
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February 25, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)
Feb. 25. We are now in Lat with the Society Isles. It is pleasant to think we are near a land, inhabited by those who love & fear of God. Were it so ordered in providence, I should like to visit the mission there; but probably I never shall. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)
25. – Our fresh provisions is now all consumed. I sometimes think our water is as good as that which I have drank at NH but probably I am mistaken. I am happily disappointed in this respect, and indeed in our whole manner of living. I believe my friends would think so if they were to see me. I have become so corpulent that my best clothes are of little use. A surtout that I wore over my coat at College has burst off its buttons by been worn without one. I have not had a sick day since I left my father’s house; & Mrs Whitney had none except a little seasickness. (Samuel Whitney Journal)
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February 26, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)
Feb. 26th. We are now in the latitude of society Isles. The thought is peculiarly interesting, after viewing places, shrouded in total moral darkness, that we are now comparatively near one of the most promising Missionary stations on the globe. How desirable would it be, were it consistent, to touch that place, and invite the dear Missionaries to unite with us in commemorating the death-and sufferings of our dear Redeemer. But the Governor of the universe has a perfect right to determine our lot. We are richly furnished with a variety of comforts, and we have the high satisfaction confidently to believe that the Lord hath sent us with blessings of salvation, to a people whose moral character is degraded almost to a level with brute creation. (Samuel & Nancy Ruggles)
Feb. 26. Dear mother, you will probably recollect that before I left … I expressed to you some fear, that I should be troubled with a weak eyes. When we came on board we were obliged to wash in salt water, which I think proved beneficial to them. But notwithstanding they were much better, by constant application to study, they soon became so weak that I sometimes thought I must abandon whatever was trying to them. This was indeed a great trial; for as I had always habituated myself to some useful employment, I could not bear to think that my time should pass unoccupied. My glasses at this time were of but little use; they rather affected, than strengthened my eyes. It was likewise the trial to Mr. W. Neither of us felt reconciled that I should abandon my studies. In this situation we knew not what to do. But Doct. Holman made me some eye-water which soon help them. Since that time, I have scarce had occasion to use my glasses. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)
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February 27, 1820 – Lords Day. – This morning our little church solemnly renewed their covenant with God and with one another.
At 12, Brother Thurston preached, on deck from Ps. At 4 P.M., after a sermon from Br. B. from Matth. 25: 26, 27, 28, on the significancy, the nature, and the tendency of that holy ordinance, the church was allowed to sit down at the Lord’s table, and to commemorate his dying love in the communion of his body and blood. It was a favored season. The day was truly interesting and happy. Seldom if ever have we been invited to this supper under circumstances more truly interesting and affecting. We chose the cabin where our little church of 17 members were like the family of Christ at the institutuion of the supper, furnished with comfortable seats around a large semicircular table, on which the elements and covenant vessels were placed and easily passed round, while the light propitious breeze bearing us gradually onward with the unsearchable riches of Christ, the peaceful sea, and the very gentle motion of the vessel could scarcely be considered as the least inconvenience. We have reason to believe that he who thus kindly ordered every circumstance was graciously present at his table and grantng us answers to the prayers of sister churches in America, and also to our unworthy petitions. A lecture on self-examination preparatory to the celebration of the supper had been given Friday evening preceeding from I Cor. 11:28, and it is believed that every member made special efforts to be in readiness and we hope it will promote our growth in piety, cement our union and increase our strength and our preparation for our work which seems now ready to employ our hands. Our next communion may be in the midst of the worshipers of Akooah. May they soon be prepared for a worthy participation. (Thaddeus Journal)
Feb. 27th. We feel as if we might, in our present situation, consider ourselves neighbors to our brethren, the dear Missionaries and converts at Otaheit, being in the same lat. with them and only what we term a little space of water between us in long. We did greatly desire that if it were the will of GOD, we might, in our journey, pass by them and be thus helped on our way.
But it has not been thus. Since passing the Cape we have been sent on in one swift, direct course towards the scene of our anticipated labors. The manner in which we passed those dreaded tempestuous regions and have since proceeded, is considered very unusual. Prom day to night, and night to day, we speed our way as an eagle through the air. We hope GOD has a work for us to do there soon. But, known to himself alone, is his eternal, wise and holy plan. If we are hastening to suffer, my soul would say, his glorious will be done. 0, to be daily encreasing in inward preparation for toil, suffering and defeat, or, for toil, suffering and victory, as shall seem to Him good 1 But faith would take hold of GOD’s blessed promises, believing victory shall yet be shouted, tho the sound reach not our ears on earth.
Every view, my dear sisters, taken of the picture before us, to human perception, darkens as we look. As we approach nearer, we are more particular in our enquires of the Capt. and Officers who have repeatedly visited the Islands. They state to us facts. Every conversation with them makes nature tremble, but (I hope) faith to grasp a firmer hold of her Anchor, Confidence in the lord GOD of Hosts. If He be as a wall of fire round about us, we may go undauntedly into the heart of the Enemy’s camp. The cause is his, and tho we, a little feeble band, go forth as Jesse’s youngest son from the sheepfold, with only sling and stone, still the cause shall prevail. And if He give us grace to go in David’s spirit, feeling that “the battle is the Lord’s,” and desiring that the earth may know that there is a GOD in Zion, I believe He will let our eyes, as He let David’s eyes behold Philistia’a champion fall, behold Owhyhee’s Idols totter till they fall to rise no more. (Sybil Bingham)
Sabbath 27th. Lat. 15. This has been a day replete with the mercies of the choicest kind. In the morning we convened in the cabin to hear and renewedly assent to our covenant with God and each other. At 12 public service, on deck. Brother T. preached from Ps. 17.15. The ships company made an interesting appearance, while they listened to the word of life.
At 4 in the afternoon this little church met around our family board, to partake of the symbols of the broken body, and flowing blood of a crucified Saviour. Probably this is the first time that this sacred ordinance was ever administered on the bosom of the Pacific; if not on any ocean. Many circumstances combined to render the scene peculiarly interesting, and in some respects, I think the most so t that I ever experienced. Here in the midst of the vast ocean, this ‘ little band of Christian Soldiers, who, a few months since, were for – the most part entire strangers, but now most tenderly allied to each other. (Nancy Ruggles)
Feb. 27th. This has been a precious, interesting one to us. Though surrounded by an ocean of water and floating on its surface, God has permitted us to enjoy a feast of love. He has kindly spread for us his table here on the great deep. This day we have enjoyed the first communion season since we left our native land. It is probably the first time this ordinance was ever administered on the bosom of the Pacific & perhaps on the ocean. Brother B preached from Mat, 26, 26, 27, 28. “Jesus took bread & blessed it & broke it & gave it to the disciples & said, Take eat: this is my body. And he took the cup & gave thanks & gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it, for this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. He remarked that this was a season peculiarly interesting to him, it being the first time we had enjoyed a communion by ourselves, & the first in which he had been called to administer. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)
27. – This has been an interesting sabbath. At 9 in the morning we met in the cabin & formally renewed our covenant. At 12 brother T preached on deck; in the afternoon brother B in the cabin. After sermon the Lords supper was administered. (Samuel Whitney Journal)
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