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drank, and were refreshed. The night was sharp; 

 however, there was no complaining among them, but, 

 after having commended themselves to God, they lay 

 down close together and slept till near six in the morn- 

 ing. God renewing their strength, they arose neither 

 faint nor weary, and resolved to make one trial more 

 to find a path to Port Eoyal. They started due east; 

 but finding neither path nor blaze, and the woods 

 growing thicker and thicker, they judged it would be 

 their best course to return, if they could, by the way 

 they came. The day before, in the thickest part of 

 the w r oods, Mr. Wesley had broken many young trees, 

 he knew not why, as they walked along; these they 

 found a great help in several places, where no path 

 was to be seen, and between one and two God brought 

 them safe to the house of Benjamin Arien, the old man 

 they left the day before. In the evening Mr. Wesley 

 read prayers in French to a numerous family, a mile 

 from Arien's, one of whom undertook to guide them 

 to Port Eoyal. In the morning they set out. About 

 sunset they asked their guide if he knew where he 

 was. He frankly answered, "No." However, they 

 pushed on, and about seven they came to a plantation; 

 and the next day, after many difficulties and delays, 

 they landed at Port Eoyal Island. They walked to 

 Beaufort Wednesday, December 7, where the Eev. 

 Lewis Jones, the minister of Beaufort with whom Mr. 

 Wesley lodged during his short stay here, gave him a 

 lively idea of the old English hospitality. On Thurs- 

 day Mr. Delamotte came, with wdioin Mr. Wesley took 

 boat on Friday, the 9th, for Charleston, and came 

 thither in the morning of Tuesday, the 13th. Here 

 lie expected trials of a different kind, and far more 

 dangerous; for contempt and want are easy to be 



