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"We were on the water before sunrise, and the river is but two miles 

 over, yet the wind blew so fresh that it was with the utmost diffi- 

 culty I escaped. However, the Shepherd of Israel watched over 

 me, and by his providential care and blessing I was preserved. But 

 my difficulties were not yet over. I had to pursue my way through 

 the woods where there was no kind of road, and found it hard work 

 to get forward. At length I got to the road, and after traveling many 

 miles came to a little tavern, where I got some refreshments for my- 

 self and my horse. I then set forward again, and got to Santee 

 ferry just as the boat was going off, so I got over without interrup- 

 tion. But the road from this river to the next, which is about a 

 mile, is the very worst I ever beheld. I durst not ride in the chaise 

 at all, ainl was afraid the horse would break his legs among the 

 trees that are laid across the mud for a road. But I got safely over, 

 and met the other boat ready for me; so I went on board and got 

 over just before the night came on. As I waded through the water 

 and mud in many places, I came to the inn, almost covered over 

 with dirt, but I had reason to praise my God that I had been pre- 

 served from misfortune when in such imminent danger. 



Sunday, 17. I called at a church by the way-side, where I heard 

 a useful sermon on the necessity of prayer. After service, the min- 

 ister came and spoke to me very kindly, and appeared to be a very 

 good man. I then went forward, but as the road was very bad my 

 horse began to fail me, and I was likely to be in very great distress; 

 but three gentlemen came up, and one of them told me he would 

 lend me his horse to draw me to the public house where I intended 

 to stay. So we put his horse to the chaise, and he rode with me to 

 the place, where I met with a family of pious, genteel people, who 

 gladly spent the evening with me in reading, singing, and prayer. 

 Here I found a young man in a deep consumption, whom I spoke to 

 with the greatest plainness of the necessity of preparing for death 

 and the invisible world. My heart was much affected with a con- 

 cern for his salvation, and I had some reason to believe for his sake 

 I was brought to this place. 



Monday, 18. I had a blessed opportunity in family prayer, then 

 took leave of my kind friends, and driving slowly my horse held 

 out to the ferry, where I had a sight of Charleston , but did not get 

 over till late in the evening. As it was very dark, and I was an 

 utter stranger in the town, I did not know what way to go, but a 

 negro boy offered to go with me to Mr. Crosse's, a publican, to whom 

 I brought a letter from Maryland. It appeared to be but an indif- 



