Read THE 119th VOYAGE OF THE SOCIETY'S VESSEL of With the Harmony to Labrador, free online book, by Benjamin La Trobe, on ReadCentral.com.

(28th of present barque “Harmony.”)

June 20.       Wed -- Farewell Service in London Docks.
"       23.       Sat -- Left London.
July   3.        Tues -- Arr. at Stromness (Orkney Isles).
"        6.        Fri -- Left Stromness.

(London to Labrador, 41 days.)

Au.   Fri -- Arr. at Hopedale.
"       13. Mon -- Left "
"       14. Tues -- Arr. at Zoar.
"       19. Sun -- Left "
"       19. Sun -- Arr. at Nain.
"       27. Mon -- Left "
"       29. Wed -- Arr. at Okak.
Sep. Wed -- Left "
"        9. Sun -- Arr. at Ramah.
"       14. Fri -- Left "
"       17. Mon -- Arr. at Hebron.
"       25. Tues -- Left "

(Stay in Labrador, 53 days.)

Oc. Fri -- Re-entered London docks.

(Homeward Voyage, 31 days.)

The whole voyage occupied 125 days, or close upon 18 weeks.

August 3rd, 1888. It is six weeks all but a day since we left London. We might have reached Hopedale three days ago, for we were within eighty miles. But a dense fog made it impossible to venture among the islands, where drift ice might be added to the dangers of rocks. So we have been driving to and fro for the last three days and nights over a high sea, studded with icebergs hidden from us by a thick white mist, which made everything wet and cold. It has been the least pleasant and most anxious part of our voyage hitherto. This morning the fog cleared away, and we could see how good the Lord had been to us, for the icebergs were still surrounding us, but had never been permitted to come nigh our vessel. (Not till later did we know how well He had not only protected but piloted us. Drift ice beset the whole coast, but during those three days it cleared away southward. Nor could we have reached Hopedale by the usual southerly route, past the Gull Island, even on August 3rd. The course by which we were taken, nolens volens, was the only one open).

As morning wore on our swift progress brought us to the outer islands, bare bleak rocks, at whose base the sea was breaking terrifically. The first was Ukalek (the hare), about equal distance from Nain, Zoar, and Hopedale. We turned southward, our good ship speeding along before a favourable breeze and rolling heavily. Many icebergs of all shapes and sizes were visible around our now widened horizon. Tremendous waves were beating against their gleaming white sides, and sending the spray high towards their towering pinnacles, in one case clean over a huge berg perhaps 150 feet high.

Presently the Eskimoes at their northern fishing-places caught sight of us. Yonder are two boats sailing from that barren island, and we can now see three or four Eskimoes in each. As we overtake them they fire their guns and shout. See, on that island to the right is a regular little encampment, two or three tents, and men, women, and children running about excitedly, waving their arms and hallooing. Soon they launch their boats and row after us. The Ship Hill has been visible for some time. Now we see the red roof of the mission-house, and the little cupola of the church. Thank God! the flag is flying at the mast-head, i.e., at the top of the station flagstaff; no death has occurred in the mission circle. Yonder Eskimoes on the rocks, congregated about their little cannon, fire their salutes and shout their welcome. Now we are sailing into the harbour. With mingled feelings I scan the mission-house. Yes, there are some of the missionaries at the door. They run down to the pier, launch their boat and are coming off to us, rowed by two men and two women. I recognize old Boaz from his photograph; and that is Verona, good faithful soul. But there are only Mrs. Dam, and the Brethren Kaestner, Asboe, and Hansen. Where are the rest? Mr. Bourquin has not arrived from Nain; no news from the North; Mr. Dam is ailing, and must return to Europe with us. Mrs. Asboe and Mrs. Kaestner await us, so we are soon off in the boat to get another warm welcome at the door of the mission-house, about half-past five.

I am conducted to the guest-chamber, and ere long we meet at the tea table, around which the whole mission family is assembled with their visitors. First our gratitude is expressed for the many mercies to each and all, included in the safe arrival of the “Harmony,” and then ensues a lively interchange of news and mutual interests.