The wreck occurred somewhere between the River Platt and the Falklands. Another account by a Captain’s wife of a life aboard an apparently pious whaleman.
p. 26: In my sleeping cabin I had…shelves over my bed on which were my books.
p. 27: I never find the time wearying or monotonous on board ship: woolwork, reading, being on deck and watching the waves break….
p. 28: Then on Sunday afternoon the Boy would come on the poop and repeat the Commandments, some hymns, and finish up by reading a chapter of the Bible; soon after we would have prayers in which the whole ship’s company would join.