Life of John Coleridge Patteson : Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian IslandsYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Life of John Coleridge Patteson : Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Missions -- Melanesia; Patteson, John Coleridge, 1827-1871
The whole of September passed without the arrival of the 'Southern
Cross.' The fact was that after Mr. Patteson had been left at Lifu,
the vessel when entering Port-au-France, New Caledonia, had come upon
a coral reef, and the damage done to her sheathing was so serious that
though she returned to Auckland from that trip, she could not sail again
without fresh coppering; and as copper had to be brought from Sydney
for the purpose, there was considerable delay before she could set
forth again, so that it was not till the last day of September that she
gladdened Patteson's eyes, and brought the long-desired tidings from
home.
This voyage was necessarily short, as there were appointments to be kept
by the Bishop in New Zealand in November, and all that could be aimed at
was the touching at the more familiar islands for fresh instalments
of scholars. The grand comet of 1858 was one feature of this
expedition--which resulted in bringing home forty-seven Melanesians,
so that with the crew, there were sixty-three souls on board during the
homeward voyage!
'As you may suppose, the little "Southern Cross" is cram full, but the
Bishop's excellent arrangements in the construction of the vessel for
securing ventilation, preserve us from harm by God's blessing. Every day
a thorough cleaning and sweeping goes on, and frequent washing, and as
all beds turn up like the flap of a table, and some thirty lads sleep
on the floor on mats and blankets, by 7 A.M. all traces of the night
arrangements have vanished. The cabin looks and feels airy; meals go on
regularly; the boys living chiefly on yams, puddings, and cocoa-nuts,
and plenty of excellent biscuit. We laid in so many cocoa-nuts that they
have daily one apiece, a great treat to them. A vessel of this size,
unless arranged with special reference to such objects, could not
carry safely so large a party, but we have nothing on board to create,
conceal, or accumulate dirt; no hold, no storeroom, no place where
a mixed mess of spilt flour, and sugar, and treacle, and old rotten
potatoes, and cocoa-nut parings and bits of candle, can all be washed
together into a dark foul hold; hence the whole ship, fore and aft, is
sweet and clean. Stores are kept in zinc lockers puttied down, and in
cedar boxes lined with zinc. We of course distribute them ourselves; a
hired steward would be fatal, because you can't get a servant to see the
importance of care in such details.'
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