To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-003 |
| Words | 385 |
Who can wonder, that a man of such a complexion
should be an Infidel? I returned to London, Friday, 10,
with Captain Hinderson, of Chatham, who informed us,
“Being off the Kentish coast, on Wednesday morning last,
I found my ship had been so damaged by the storm, which
still continued, that she could not long keep above water; so
we got into the boat, twelve in all, though with little hope
of making the shore. A ship passing by, we made all the
signals we could ; but they took no notice. A second
passed near: We made signals and called; but they would
not stay for us. A third put out their boat, took us up,
and set us safe on shore.”
6 REv. J. WESLEY’s [Jan. 1774. o
Fri. 17.--Meeting with a celebrated book, a volume of Cap
tain Cook's Voyages, I sat downto read it with huge expectation. But how was I disappointed I observed, 1. Things absolutely
incredible: “A nation without any curiosity;” and, what is
stranger still, (I fear related with no good design,) “without
any sense of shame! Men and women coupling together in
the face of the sun, and in the sight of scores of people ! Men
whose skin, cheeks, and lips are white as milk.” Hume or Wol
taire might believe this; but I cannot. I observed, 2. Things
absolutely impossible. To instance in one, for a specimen. A native of Otaheite is said to understand the language of an
island eleven hundred degrees [query, miles] distant from
it in latitude; besides I know not how many hundreds in
longitude ' So that I cannot but rank this narrative with
that of Robinson Crusoe ; and account Tupia to be, in several
respects, akin to his man Friday. Saturday, 25, and on the following days, we had many
happy opportunities of celebrating the solemn Feast-days,
according to the design of their institution. We concluded
the year with a Fast-day, closed with a solemn watch-night. Tues. JANUARY 4, 1774.--Three or four years ago, a stum
bling horse threw me forward on the pommel of the saddle. I
felt a good deal of pain; but it soon went off, and I thought of
it no more. Some months after I observed, testiculum alterum
altero duplo majorem esse.