January 29, 1820 – Soon after the last evening sacrifice, and at the very hour of prayer among our friends in our native land, the arm of the Lord was stretched forth for our help, and the winds began to blow favorably. This morning we find with no small satisfaction, our loss speedily and entirely regained. The unexpected appearance of the Cape cheers every heart and calls forth our praise and gratitude to him “whom winds and seas obey.” (Thaddeus Journal)
(12 o’clock) While looking out for the Island south of C. Horn, a sail heaves in sight, tossing like ourselves upon a rough sea, but on a different course, sometimes full in view, and sometimes entirely below the waves. We trust she is American and most gladly would we send communications to our friends if possible. (3 o’clock P.M.) The sail discovered passed rapidly a few miles to the Southeast of us, and is out of sight, on her way doubtless to our native shores, where our friends and helpers dwell, and we hasten our march upon the mountain wave towards a foreign land. The Brig sails nobly in these seas. It was remarked by one of the mates, that no vessel was ever in better trim for passing the cape. (Thaddeus Journal)
Jan. 29th. “At 6 a.m. saw Cape Horn bearing W. by S. ½ S. 12 leagues distance.” (James Hunnewell)
Saturday morn., Jan. 29th. The countenance of our good Capt. is lighted up, and I may say the same of all the others. Cape Horn is again in view, and we approaching it with great rapidity. A light breeze sprung up, last night, ten o’clock—not strong till this morning, but we have already gained all the easting we had drifted, which was between forty, and fifty miles. Thus Are we favored of Him whom winds and waves obey. May we not be high-minded, but fear—fear lest while GOD careth for us, we care not sufficiently for the things of his kingdom. (Sybil Bingham)
29th. A fair wind which carries us towards Cape H. again. (Samuel & Nancy Ruggles)
Jan. 29.-By a strong wind we have been driven fifty or sixty miles east. Sails were taken down and we were carried before the wind. The incessant and violent rocking of the vessel keeps me here laid prostrate upon my couch. Oh, the luxury in feeble health of reclining on a bed with tranquility and ease! But I must not, I will not repine. Even now, though tears bedew my cheeks, I wish not for an alteration in my present situation or future prospects. When I look forward to that land of darkness, whither I am bound, and reflect on the degradation and misery of its inhabitants, follow them into the eternal world, and forward to the great day of retribution, all my petty sufferings dwindle to a point, and I exclaim, what have I to say of trials, I, who can press to my bosom the word of God, and feel interested in those precious promises which it contains. (Lucy Goodale Thurston)
Jan. 29. On the night of the 27th, we were met by a gale of wind from the south west, which lasted near 24 hours. It was so violent we could Kerry no sale. We were driven about forty or fifty miles in an easterly direction last evening the wind changed and we have regained while we lost. (Mercy Partridge Whitney Journal)
29. – This morning we discovered Cape Horn. We are now taking our leave of the Atlantic ocean & entering one which at present looks more raging than pacific. At noon we were directly south of the cape. It is a huge bluff of rocks without one verdant spot. The landmark of nations, its sides are lashed with an everlasting swell of waters& seem to bid defiance to contending elements. (Samuel Whitney Journal)
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