My First Mission

o to Honolulu-Sto

principal town on the Sandwich Islands. After trying for some days we succeeded in obtaining a passage between decks on the good ship Imaum of Muscat, Captai

e cabin; for our fare was not very inviting. But we thought we were fortunate

since, and I believe, if I had my choice, I would take a trip as a cabin passenger on a Cunard steamship in pre

er descending, we could see nothing. We had had some rough experience, however, since leav

had to feed us, at least a part of the time. Probably this week's delay helped him to conclude that cabin fare was too good for us. As soon as the wind became at

We had to beat out, that is, tack from side to side, and the swell came in from the ocean in large, heavy, rolling waves. O

eely and felt relieved, and then went on deck again. The sun was declining in the west, and the sky was angry-looking and threatening, giving every indication of a storm. We were outside the heads, and before us stret

ll. He had no wish to remain through the storm and to run the risk of being carried out to sea; so when a pilot boat hove in sigh

the harbor, to be eager to get back before the storm broke upon us; b

outside of a strange harbor, on a dangerous coast, with a strong wind blowin

e all suffering severely from the effects of sea-sickness; and notwithstanding the dangers of our situation, the sense

gine our feelings better than I can describe them. My levity, however, under circumstances so

East Indian, and the most of his hands were Malays. His orders to the mate, and the latter's cries to the

ate of "breakers ahead," and that we were close upon them. At any other

rectly followed by a grating sound and a thumping at the stern. The first thought was that she had struck a re

ing noise that we heard was the thumping of the helm. Had the breaker gone over us it would have swept the de

o give the glory of our deliverance to God. We were His

d crew. Notwithstanding our sickness, we also realized that we

ne time of saving the vessel, that he told her to prepare for eternity

he storm died away, and we we

iled on board that vessel! It did not relieve us

ecovered from his fatigue and hoarseness,

s. We were glad that we had to go no farther, so it was with positive delight that we lear

if they have suffered from sea-sickness. To our eyes, therefore, the rough, mounta

is. Some years since, while crossing the Atlantic, I lay sea-sick in my berth, and to divert my mind, I tried to recall the number of different times I had be

the group, and the one on which Captain Cook, the first white

nai; and the morning following, when we arose, we were sailing alongside of Oahu,