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one alarm succeeded another ; however, they were all dissipated 

 at night, as no enemy appeared. We passed the Eoccas again 

 in the night within a mile of it, without seeing it, tho' men 

 were looking out on every side. " Tho' I walk in the valley and 

 shadow of death, I will fear no evil — thy rod and thy staff, they 

 comfort me." To-night and the former, Mc.Kenzie and myseK 

 prayed together in my cabin. 4. — Coast of S. America came in 

 view somewhere below Cape St. Eoque. Heard from the 

 Europeans that the Britannia was lost, but that all were saved. 



St. Salvador, November 15th. 



We arrived at this place on the 12th, and are to wait for 

 reinforcements from England. How I wish those ships might 

 bring a letter from you ! To-morrow the packet dispatched by 

 the commodore sails for England, I must therefore hasten to 

 fill up my sheet. On going ashore, I found nothing very striking 

 in the town except the great number of negro slaves, — who 

 seemed to carry on the whole business of the place — and the 

 fruits, which were exposed to sale. I hastened thro' the town to 

 the top of the hill, that I might view the country. Here I found 

 shelter from the noontide rays of a vertical sun under an orange 

 tree, that shot its branches over the walls of a neighbouring 

 garden, and looked along the hills that surround the bay, and 

 repeated, with great impression on my mind, " O'er the gloomy 

 hills of darkness, ^c." How melancholy is the place. Spurious 

 Christianity has erected her crucifixes, but the doctrine of Christ 

 crucified remains unknown. Continuing my walk, I found a 

 garden gate, which I entered and found myself in a grove of 

 cocoa-nut and orange-trees, with rose-trees underneath, but no 

 verdure on the ground. When I perceived myself observed by 

 the slaves, I went up to the house and addressed the master of 

 it in English and French, the latter of which he understood, and 

 then very politely desired me to refresh myself. One slave 

 brought fruit, and another presented me with three roses and 

 some jessamin. Before I left him, he gave me a general 

 invitation to his house. Thus has the Lord raised up a benevo- 

 lent friend for His unworthy servant in these remote regions. 

 Such is Senhor Antonio (Jose?) Corre. He is a sensible sober 

 young man, educated at a Portuguese University. He observed 



