A.M.MacKay, Pioneer Missionary of the Church Missionary Society to Uganda (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER III. ON THE ROAD. ROM an old journal, the outer leaves of which I-are illegible from the action of the waves, aawing been lost in the wreck of the Daisy at Sadani, June 20th, 1876, but washed ashore some days afterwards, and sent to Mackay by Bwani Heri, the Sultan of Sadani, I cull the following extracts from his account of the voyage from Southampton to Zanzibar. Sunday, April loth, 1876.--At 10.30 the captain read prayers in the saloon, when a good number turned up to take part. Of course one or two of the nil admirari men stayed on deck smoking. Every one knows--they knew themselves--that they only made themselves contemptible by so doing. O'Neill and I, however, with no feelings of Pharisaism, joined heartily in the service, however formal it might be supposed by some "ultras " to be, as we wished to join with every one who inclined to echo Joshua's motto, " As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." In the evening it became much more settled, and the stars came out to join us in forgetting the discomfort of the previous days. Monday, May 1st, 1876.--May day, warm, and bright, and clear. No day could be finer. Passing down the Portuguese coast, we can almost instinctively know we are in proximity to the sunny land of the vine. The ends of the great sierras are to be seen as we skirt the coast. The sea is calm, and the sun warm, and every lady shows herself in her fairest of fair sexness. The P. and O. stand now a poor chance of their cook's stores holding out too long. But the master of culinary operations seems to do his best to make it fashionable when the bell rings, so we do our best to reward him for his trouble by sending his largest dishes empty back to him. Afternoon, 3.30.--Near Cape St. Vincent. Every man uses his eyes, with o...