210 BANKS OF NEWFOUNDLAND. 



I left London under this engagement, June 

 the 2nd, in the York Packet, bound to New 

 York, United States. In beating down chan- 

 nel, the wind was contrary, and continued to 

 blow fresh ahead till we anchored off the Isle of 

 Wight. A favourable breeze then springing 

 up, we set sail ; and as the British shores re- 

 ceded from my view, I was driven by the winds 

 in a direction from all that I held most dear 

 upon earth. It was a moment of trial, but it 

 taught me more deeply the value of faith, as a 

 divine principle. This bore me on amidst the 

 hurried feelings of our common nature, believ- 

 ing that I was embarked on a mission to the 

 heathen for some substantial good, and that 

 missionary labours, though attended with im- 

 perfection, were yet a link in the chain of 

 human agency, by which the knowledge of the 

 Christian religion was to be spread throughout 

 a fallen world. 



We passed the Lizard on the 10th, and 

 reached the Banks of Newfoundland the 27th. 

 In approaching these shoals, so valuable for the 

 cod-fishery, we experienced the prevailing 

 weather ; cold rain, thunder storms, and a 

 foggy atmosphere. In taking this northerly 

 direction, it was the intention of the Captain to 

 have avoided the Gulf Stream, but we fell 



