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and myself, the only ones left on shore , went to 
church, and were much struck with the attention 
paid to the service by the Islanders; several 
hymns and psalms were sung in their usual 
correct and devout manner. They repeat the 
responses very slowly and distinctly; so much 
so, indeed, as to make it difficult for us to ac- 
company them. 
Captain Prevost partook of the Sacrament of 
the Lord's Supper, as did most of the adult Island- 
ers. In the afternoon we again attended church. 
Monday morning, — The weather having mo- 
derated, the Virago stood in, and sent a boat 
on shore ; so we prepared for a final leave- 
taking, the two wounded men going on very 
well, and pronounced by the surgeons to be out 
of danger. 
As soon as the Islanders found that we really 
must go, they set about collecting a quantity of 
ripe fruit, which they insisted upon our taking, 
although they distressed themselves by this 
generosity. 
The old people accompanied us as far as the 
l( Market-place," where we bade each other an 
affectionate adieu. To the beach we descended 
with the remainder of our friends ; and I do not 
remember ever to have seen so much mingled 
kissing and crying. 
The affectionate natures of the Islanders 
cause them soon to attach themselves to those 
who show them even a trifling kindness, and our 
visit had been attended with peculiar circum- 
stances, unfortunately, but too well calculated to 
touch the susceptible feelings of this warm- 
