The Cruise of the Mary Rose; Or, Here and There in the PacificKingston, William Henry Giles
Religion
The Cruise of the Mary Rose; Or, Here and There in the Pacific
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Conduct of life -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Missions -- Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Sea stories
The time passed very rapidly, and my wedding-day arrived, and Mary
became my most loving and devoted wife,--a bright example to those among
whom our lot was cast. I have not dwelt on the visit of my brother
John, or the enjoyment and benefit I derived from his society. Our
station was healthy, but the surgeon of the ship recommended his
continuing the voyage, and with reluctance I parted from him, hoping,
however, to visit him when my schooner should be completed. Once more
the missionary station was left in its usual quiet state; but, though
quiet, no one was idle. There were schools both for adults as well as
children,--the males, under the superintendence of Mr Bent, with native
teachers; the women and girls under Mary and her friend. Classes also
assembled during most days in the week for religious instruction. Mr
Bent was also frequently engaged in teaching the young men and boys
various mechanical arts: house-building in its various departments,
agriculture and gardening, and last, though not least, printing and
book-binding. It is wonderful with what rapidity many acquired the art
of printing, and many learned to bind books with great neatness and
strongly. I meantime, aided by my wife, was making fail progress in the
language, so that I was able to talk without difficulty to the men who
assisted me in building the vessel. She was at length ready for
launching. I proposed calling her the _Mary_, but to this my wife would
not consent. We had a discussion on the subject round our tea-table
during that pleasantest of all meals in most missionary, indeed in most
quiet families. The _Ark_ was proposed, and then the _Olive Branch_.
The latter was the name decided on.
It was made a day of rejoicing and prayer and praise on the occasion of
launching the little _Olive Branch_. Formerly one, or perhaps several,
human victims would have been offered up to their idols by the then
benighted inhabitants. The vessel herself was decked with flags and
garlands, and surrounded by high poles, from which gay-coloured banners
were flying.
A feast was prepared also, at which the chief, who came in state,
presided. We had limited the quantity of provisions, or else, according
to custom, far more than could have been consumed would have been
collected. A large bower or tent of boughs and flowers had been erected
for the chief and his principal attendants,--a very elegant, though a
rapidly created structure. Mary named the vessel as she glided down the
ways, and a hymn of thankfulness, combined with a prayer for the safety
of all who might ever sail in her, was sung by the children of the
school at the same time, the effect being admirable. I was somewhat
anxious till I saw the little craft floating safely in the water.
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