munion with God were mine day by day! but they are as stolen waters.-It is getting late in the evening, and the Captain and Mr Maidment are not returned. Thrice have I lifted up my soul to God, beseeching that no evil may come upon them.

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-Thank God, they are returned in safety, coming back a little after nine o'clock, having gone, by the Captain's admission, more than sixteen miles there and back, and through a rough and mountainous country. I hear the Captain give expression to weariness and fatigue, and, to my great surprise, Mr Maidment seems really less affected than the Captain; thus assuredly the Lord strengthened him, for when he set out he was a poor, tottering, and disabled person.

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Saturday, March 22.-I was exceedingly ill last night, the sense of exhaustion being as though the life-blood were leaving my heart. This arose partly from my being too free yesterday in talking, singing, and praying; but so great was my happiness that I availed myself of the joyous moments as they passed. But another reason is the want of sufficient support. I never slept a moment the whole night, and towards the morning cold shivers came on.

"This morning we left Reliance Harbour for some new abode. Whither we were bound circumstances would decide. The name of Reliance Cove was properly given, for our reliance was not in

the protection it was capable of affording, but upon God who made it a place of shelter during a short halt by the way. Both nights we remained there the wind rose and threatened to blow hard, which had it done, we certainly should have had our boat dashed in pieces against the steep shingle beach. A few hours only after we left, a strong breeze from the southward sprang up, which would have blown right into the cove, and the swell of the ocean here is quite terrible. It is remarkable also, that the day of our leaving Earnest Cove, in Spaniard Harbour, the wind blew strong in from the eastward, and consequently, right into the cove, the only time of its blowing strong from that quarter since our arrival there. It might have damaged our remaining boat, and most certainly, as it was full moon, and consequently spring tide, we should have been dislodged both from the cavern and our stranded boat. Thus how clearly has God manifested his providential care over us. O how good is the Lord, and how greatly to be praised! Blessed be his name for ever!

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Our passage from Reliance Cove to-day has been very trying. The weather has been boisterous, strong squalls, williwaws,' with hail and snow; the sea consequently has been very rough, and our cockle-shell of a boat, with its disproportioned deck-load, has not been free from danger of a sudden capsize. However, here we are, nearly at the entrance of Banner Cove once more, the

only place where we poor strolling outcasts can find a secure anchorage ground. It is now nearly nine o'clock, and a dark and cheerless night. Thank God, we have escaped all the dangers of the day, and doubtless, God willing, shall escape the perils of the night. I have been very weak and poorly all the day, and whilst cooped up in bed, swinging under the iron canopy of our cribbed and scanty cabin, and hearing the waters dash over, yes, and sometimes tasting a little of them, even inside; whilst thus situated, rolling and rocking about, trying to escape from the gathering tempest, and hastening our way to a refuge, yet knowing not whither we should go, nor where our resting-place would be, my position was not calculated to fascinate the eye. Very weak have I felt myself, and Satan has urged his fierce assaults upon me. I had not strength to read, nor indeed to pray. Joy I could not summon to my heart, and I felt greatly wanting in love and in thankfulness and praise. But what could I do? I strove to pray; yea, told the Lord I loved him with all my heart, and I blessed his holy name: yet words came not to my thoughts, and thoughts came not to my desires. I called, and all was silent: no voice responded. I did not discern the meaning of this at the time. I did not see that God had left me to a naked faith, and that it was to pass through a fiery ordeal in contending with all my trials and temptations. I saw danger on every side, but I feared it not.

Temptation pointed to death from the floods even as I was, cabined up in this small smoking place; then to death as likely to be the issue of my present disease, sea-scurvy, and no adequate means, no remedy at hand; and then to death as inflicted by the jagged war-spear of the Fuegian, or his deadly sling. But faith was more than conqueror, through Him that loved me and gave himself for me. It could and did answer, that if God willed either to take place, I desired nothing but his will, and in that case any death would be a welcome summons to a glorious immortality.

"After much conflict of this kind, I took up my Bible to try to read it; but I felt as though it would be impossible to summon up application sufficient for this delightful task, and I turned listlessly over the page, till my attention was powerfully arrested by these words of St Peter, But the God of all grace, who hath called us unto his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after that ye have suffered a while, make you perfect, stablish, strengthen, settle you.' I at once saw the Lord, and heard the voice of my God, and great was the consolation imparted to me thus by Christ Jesus. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy name.' Now can I, and now do I, with all sweetness and assurance of hope, with peace and joy, leave myself in the hand of the Lord that he may do with me whatsoever seemeth him good, content in knowing that whatever be the way he takes with

me, I shall see his great, yea his wonderful salvation, and give glory to his excellent name for ever.

"Monday, March 24.-At Banner Cove again; and with the mercy and goodness of God very manifest both in bringing us here at this time, and in the providential arrangement of circumstances favorable to our safely and peaceably remaining here. May I never forget thy benefits, O my God, but give thee endless praise!

"It was nearly three o'clock on Sunday morning, that we cast anchor once more off our old and much to be remembered Station IIill, near to which we had built our wigwam, and dug a garden, and where our supplies of water were got from; and glad were all hands to find a place of rest after their fatiguing and harassing day's work. On glancing their eyes in the direction of our old quarters, the men discovered a light from a fire, kindled, they thought, in our wigwam. We therefore concluded that it had been taken possession of, and was now inhabited by the natives. In the morning, however, it was discovered that a new wigwam had been built during our absence, near our own, and ocular demonstration was soon afforded, as also by the well known vociferations addressed to the ears, that a large party of natives was established herc. We now of course expected to behold the face of Jemmy, and his redoubtable associates, our late mortal foes, and that we should have a repetition of the trials which we had for