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est tenderness and civility. Since I came to this province I have 

 had many invitations to Fort Augusta, and several different places, 

 but my mind draws me back to visit the places where I have gone 

 preaching the gospel, and I judge it my duty to obey, for I dare not 

 run without a commission, nor venture to depart from my heavenly 

 guide. Therefore, having no longer any divine call in this place, on 

 Monday morning I took leave of Savannah in company with Mr. 

 Zubly, for South Carolina. In our way we called on a Lutheran 

 minister to breakfast. He appeared to be a man of God; my spirit 

 united with him, and was exceedingly happy in his company and 

 conversation. We then went forward toward the ferry. Mr. Zubly 

 had appointed his negroes to meet us at a place about half a mile 

 from the river, but they did not come in time; so we ventured 

 through the woods and swamps, and did as well as we could. After 

 waiting a good while, at length a negro boy came with a letter, by 

 which we were informed they were coming with a canoe to carry us. 

 Presently the canoe arrived, we took our saddles off the horses, 

 took them and our portmanteaus in the canoe with us, and left the 

 Ik uses to come after us in the boat. As there was a very great flood, 

 we had to row a great way through the woods, but after some diffi- 

 culty we escaped safe to land. When we had taken a little refresh- 

 ment, we walked to the house where Mr. Zubly had been sent for to 

 visit a woman that was sick, but she had taken her flight before we 

 arrived, and was to be buried that day. We found the people gath- 

 ered, and some of them pretty merry with grog, and talking as if 

 they had been at a frolic rather than a funeral. As they had two 

 miles to go, they put the corpse into a cart, and let each of us a horse 

 to accompany them to Purvsburg . When we came to the grave, Mr. 

 Zubly gave us a short exhortation, and concluded with prayer. We 

 then went into the church, and he gave us a sermon against drunk- 

 enness, which, though very uncommon at a funeral, was very neces- 

 sary for the people that were there. He published preaching for me 

 on the morrow, and at the time appointed I found a good congrega- 

 tion, to whom I preached the gospel with more comfort than I have 

 felt several days. The word was made quick and powerful, and the 

 people were much affected under the sermon. After preaching I 

 was invited to dine with a Frenchman, who was one of the principal 

 inhabitants, and expressed a very great desire that I would stay and 

 be their parish minister ; but parishes, however valuable as to earthly 

 tilings, have no weight with me; my call is to run — to run to and fro, 

 that knowledge may be increased and God exalted in the earth. 



