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
'Yet it may happen that some poor fellow, who has a good cause to think
ill of white men, or some mischievous badly disposed man, may let fly a
random arrow or spear some day.
'If so, you will not so very much wonder, nor be so very greatly
grieved. Every clergyman runs at least as great a risk among the
small-pox and fevers of town parishes. Think of Uncle James in the
cholera at Thorverton.'
So with the 'Dunedin' dismissed, Bishop Patteson, Mr. Pritt, Mr.
Kerr, and their pupils recommenced their residence at Mota. The Banks
Islanders returned to their homes; and when the Bishop came to Aroa,
Tagalana's native place, three weeks lately the little fellow received
him affectionately, cooked yams, fetched mats, and was not ashamed
before his own people to kneel down, and join audibly in hymn and
prayer. The people begged for Wadrokala or some other teacher to be
placed among them. The Journal continues:--
'On Friday, at 8.30, I started, not quite knowing whither I should go,
but soon saw that I could fetch round the south end of Vanua Lava, which
was well. The sea, when it comes through the passage between Mota and
Valua, is heavy, but the boat had great way on her, sailing very fast,
so that I could steer her well, and we did not take very long crossing
to the small reef islands. I passed between Pakea and Vanua Lava (Dudley
Passage), and then we had unexpectedly a very heavy sea, a strong tide
up. I did not like it, but, thank God, all went well. One very heavy sea
in particular I noticed, which broke some twenty yards ahead, and about
the same distance astern of us, while the exact part of it which came
down upon us was only a black wall of water, over which we rode lightly
and dry. I think that it might have swamped us had it broken upon the
boat. My boat is an open four-oared one, 26 feet long, and about five
wide, strong but light. She sails admirably with a common lug sail.
I had one made last summer, very large, with two reefs, so that I can
reduce it to as small a sail as I please. By 4 or 5 P.M. I neared Aruas,
in the bay on the west side of Vanua Lava; the same crowd as usual on
the beach, but I did not haul the boat up. I had a grapnel, and dropped
it some fifty yards from the beach.
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