Wesley Corpus

Thur. 29.--About seven in the evening, we fell in with the skirts of a hurricane. The rain as well as the wind was extremely violent. The sky was so dark in a moment, that the sailors could not so much as see the ropes, or set about furling the sails. The ship must, in all pronability, have overset, had not the wind fell as suddenly as it rose. Toward the end of it, we had that appearance on each of the masts which (it is thought) the ancients called Castor and Pollux. It was a small ball of white fire, like a star. The mariners say, it appears either in a storm, (and then commonly upon the deck,) or just at the end of it; and then it 1s usually on the masts or sails. Fri. 30.--We had another storm, which did us no other harm than splitting the foresail. Our bed being wet, I laid me down on the floor and slept sound till morning. And, I believe, I shall not find it neec ful to go to bed (as it is called) any more. Sun. Feb. 1.--We spoke with a ship of Carolina; and Wednesday 4, came within soundings. About noon, the trees were visible from the mast, and in the afternoon from the main deck. In the Evening Lesson were these words, “ A great door, and effectual, is opened.” ‘O let no one shut it! Thur. 5.--Between two and three in the afternoon, God brought us all safe into the Savannah river. We cast anchor near Tybee Island where the groves of pines, running along the shore, made an agreeable prospect, showing, as it were, the bloom of spring in the depth of winter.