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Italian friars here ; but we had not time to visit the fathers. 

 To our French host we succeeded in making known the gospel. 

 After an interval of a Aveek or two I resume my journal. 

 October 16. Walked on from Chandernagor to Chinsurah, 

 the Dutch settlement, Avhere we passed the day with Mr. 

 Forsyth the missionary, and enjoyed great happiness in the 

 blessing and presence of our Grod. Mr. F. came on with us in 

 the evening to Bandell, a Portuguese settlement, where we 

 parted with affectionate prayers. 



17. Mr. Brown and my other brethren being about to leave 

 me to-day, we sp^nt the whole morning in a divine ordinance, 

 in which each of us read a portion of scripture and prayed. 

 Mr. B's word from Joshua, 1, 9, Have I not sent thee? was very 

 suitable. Let that be an answer to my fears, my Lord, that 

 I am in thy work, and shall therefore fight no enemies but 

 thine. Parson read 2 Timothy iv, where, speaking of the 

 persecutions to be endured, he adds — hut out of them all the Lord 

 delivered me. There is therefore an end to the afflictions of the 

 righteous. P. too prayed with us. It was the first time he 

 ever spoke in social prayer, and the occasion was so affecting 

 that we shall none of us forget it. It was the offering to God 

 of a broken heart, and tho' his tears prevented him from 

 proceeding ; we had enough to convince us that his heart after 

 many a struggle is truly given to God. After they went away 

 a violent hurricane came on, which closed the rainy season. 



18. Began the Sanscrit grammar, and learnt some Arabic 

 roots. 



19. Lord^s Bay. The first solitary sabbath spent among the 

 heathen — but my soul not forsaken of God. I well perceived, 

 that the prayers of dear friends were instant for me, and a great 

 part of the time was occupied in delightful intercession for 

 them. Indeed everything I read or thought of seemed to be 

 carried home to my heart with ineffable sweetness and power. 

 In my evening walk ashore saw three skeletons. 



20. Attracted this evening by the satanic music of the 

 idolaters, I went to see the worship of Dhoorga, the bloody 

 goddess. It was a repetition of the same melancholy scene as 

 may be witnessed here constantly. I stammered much longer 

 than I could be understood with the only Brahmin there, who 

 could speak Hindoostanee. 



