A Voyage round the World: A book for boysKingston, William Henry Giles
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A Voyage round the World: A book for boys
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Voyages around the world -- Juvenile fiction
With these words the native missionary finished his narrative. I was
particularly struck with the artless simplicity of his account, and the
faith and perseverance he and his companions had exhibited, so worthy of
imitation. I felt ashamed as he spoke of white men, when I recollected
how many act in a way so totally at variance with their character as
Christian and civilised men, and how bad an example they set to those
whom they despise as heathens and savages. I have very frequently met
young men who fancy when they are abroad that they may throw off all
restraints of religion and morals, under the miserable excuse that
people should do at Rome as the Romans do,--in other words, act as
wickedly as those among whom they have gone to live. What would have
become of Lot had he followed the example of those among whom he took up
his abode? Now, my young friends, I daresay that you will think I am
very young to lecture you; but remember that I have been round the
world, and I should have been very dull and stupid had I not reaped some
advantage from the voyage. What I want to impress upon you is, when you
leave your homes and go abroad, to be if anything more strict, more
watchful over yourselves even than you have before been. Society will,
too probably, afford less moral restraint, the temptations to evil will
be greater; but pray against them faithfully--strive against them
manfully, and they will not overcome you.
Our voyage, as I was saying, had hitherto been prosperous; but a gale
came on, and we were exposed to the very dangers the missionary had so
well described to me. We could do nothing except help to bail out the
canoe, for the natives understood how to manage her much better than we
did; and, with all our civilisation and nautical knowledge, we had to
confess that in that respect they were our superiors. The canoe
laboured fearfully, and often I thought that she must founder. How
anxiously we looked out for some sign that the gale was abating, but in
vain. Had we been in our own ship, we should certainly have thought
very little of the gale; but in this frail canoe we had ample reason to
dread its consequences. At length the wind shifted, and drove us on in
what the islanders considered our proper course. We ran on for some
days without seeing land, and then the gale blew over and left us
becalmed under a burning sun. We had carefully from the first husbanded
our water, having the advantage of the previous experience of our
companions. As it was, we had barely sufficient to quench the constant
thirst produced by the heat. Every day, too, seemed to increase our
thirst and to diminish our stock of the precious fluid. Our hope had
been to fall in with some vessel which might either supply us or give us
a course to the nearest island where we might obtain it. One forenoon,
when we had been suffering even more than usual, the chief declared that
he saw a vessel on our weather bow, and that she would cross our course.
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