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Day 131 – March 1, 1820

March 1, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)

March 1. 10 deg. 17 m. S Lat. 106 deg. 47 m W Long. It is a month to day since we were at Cape Horn. Since then, I do not recollect as we have had more than 24 hours of contrary winds. The weather is very warm but we keep comfortable in the air on deck with the sails spread for a canopy. The sun will soon be vertical. My health has been very good most of the time since I left you. But a sudden change from a cold region to one extremely warm, seems in a measure to affect it. For a few days past, I’ve been afflicted with a severe pain in my head, but today at much better. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)

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Day 132 – March 2, 1820

March 2, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)

March 2d. All hands, with our passengers, enjoy good health and excellent spirits. The thermometer for several days past has stood at 78° and 79°, with very steady weather. (James Hunnewell)

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Day 134 – March 4, 1820

March 4, 1820 – no entry. (Thaddeus Journal)

March 4th. It is now five months since I bade you adieu, & cast a last look at your hospitable dwelling. The time which has since expired appears like a dream.
“Well if our days must fly,
We’ll keep their end in sight;
We’ll spend them all in wisdom’s way.
And let them speed their flight.”
But as swiftly as time flies I do not wish to retard its progress. It is my most ardent desire to spend & be spent in the service of my Maker; & of how little consequence is it whether our lives be long or short if God be glorified. I delight to put my trust in Him who is able to keep me – to protect & guide me in all my ways; – & when my work on earth is finished, to receive me to mansions of eternal rest. May I at length meet you there, with all my dear beloved friends and be so happy as to spend an eternity in singing praises to God our Redeemer. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)

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