22 UNPUBLISHED LETTERS OF THE 



Letter 5— to Mrs. T. M. Hitchins, Stoke, Plymoutli Dock,* 



Union, Cork Harbour, Aug. Hth (19tli— W.), 1805, 



(Date wrongly printed). 



The mount continued in sight till 5 (or 6) o'clock, when it 

 disappeared behind the western boundary of the bay. Amidst 

 the extreme gloom of my mind this day I found great comfort 

 in interceding earnestly for my beloved friends all over England 

 (but especially for Lydia, yourself, and Sally). If you have 

 heard from Marazion since Sunday, I should be curious to know 

 whether the fleet was observed passing. Whether it was or 

 not, I am very sure that more persons than one were praying 

 for its preservation. 



Monday, the day after, was a day of most severe trial to me. 

 It began to blow fresh in the evening, &c. 



(I found strong consolation ; with that doctrinal ignorance which 

 I had not long ago, I believe I should utterly have fainted, but 

 I was now enabled to say in faith). 



I have now free access among the soldiers and sailors — and 

 I am ready to hope (pray — W.) that some have been (may be) 

 awakened to a serious concern for their souls — (Capt. Olphet, 

 Oliphant ( ? ), as Lieut. Mc.Kenzie has just told me, said to him 

 " Martyn has made a christian of one of my men, I believe, for 

 he does nothing but sigh." Who this is I have not found out — ). 

 We have a Venetian on board who speaks French, — to him I 

 have been preaching the gospel in that language, and have 

 given him a French Testament. Tracts and Bibles I have 

 dispersed in numbers (but I am in want of religious books. 

 My messmates at the captain's table are constantly finding fault 

 with my doctrines, I am told. This you will agree with me is 

 a good sign). Yesterday Ireland came in sight, and to-day we 

 came to an anchor in the cove of Cork. We are now in the 

 midst of a vast number of transports filled with troops. It is 

 now certain from our coming here, that we are to join in some 

 expedition, — probably the Cape of Good Hope or the Brazils. 

 Anywhere (for me), so long as the Lord goes with me. If it 

 should please God to send me another letter from you, which I 

 scarcely dare hope, do not forget to tell me as much as you can 



* Printed in pp. 294-297,:Ed. 1837, of the Journals and Letters edited 

 by Bp. Wilberforce. Two pages of the original M.S. were missing. 



