mother and other friends will have an opportunity of seeing and thanking him on his return, for his kindness to us. Heard of Mr. Thompson [missionary's] death at Madras. He had received positive orders from government to return to England, chargeable with no other crime than that of preaching the gospel. He has now gone to his everlasting home, and will trouble his opposers no more. Tired of the confusion and noise of Calcutta, I reached Serampore last evening-Found friends to welcome our return. Why these great favors?

25. I have become a little familiarized to the sound of the Bengalee language. It has become quite natural to say cheeny for sugar, pauny for water, &c. &c.

26. I am happy in finding, that the expectations of my American friends respecting my health in India, will not be disappointed. I think I can say, that I never felt so strong in the summer season, nor ever had such an excellent appetite, as since I have been here. The weather is sometimes excessively hot and sultry, but to me not uncomfortable.

Mr.

July 27. Moved last Friday to a retired, pretty room in the garden-Letters from the brethren at the Isle of France-Rejoiced to hear of their safe arrival there-Long to see them— They will undoubtedly be here in a few daysHow welcome will their arrival be to us. N. Mr. J. and Naney, [Mrs. J.]went to Calcutta this morning. Another order from government received last Saturday-and now our fate will be decided. I long to know the result-I do not intend to have one anxious feeling about our future destiny. I know that the cause of

Zion is precious to the blessed Jesus, and that He will provide graciously for those who trust in him. I have spent the day alone.

July 28. I love dear Mrs. W. more and more every day. She is remarkably obliging and kind to us. I go constantly to her for advice. Mr. N. returned this afternoon from Calcutta. We have obtained liberty to go to the Isle of France! We hear that the English governor favors missions-that a large field for usefulness is there opened-18,000 inhabitants ignorant of Jesus. Is not this the station that Providence has designed for us? A door is open wideshall we not enter and begin the glorious work? This must be a subject of fervent prayer.

July 29. A world of changes this! Early this morning brother J. called at our room, unexpectedly from Calcutta. Captain C. has agreed to carry two of us in his vessel to the Isle of France. How can such a favorable opportunity be neglected? Halted long between two opinions-If we go we shall relinquish the pleasure of meeting the dear brethren, and sister Roxana, (Mrs. Nott.) Perhaps we shall never see them more. They may conclude to labor in some distant part of the Lord's vineyard, and we be separated from them through life. I shall go far away, without one single female acquaintance-the dangers of a long voyage must be hazarded at a critical period -But here let me stop, and review all the way in which God has led me since I left my mother's house, and the land of my birth. How have I been surrounded with mercies! What precious favors have I received! And shall I doubt? O, no; my heart gladdens at the thought of commencing with my ever dear companion the mis

sionary work, and of entering upon missionary trials and arduous engagements. So plain have been the leadings of Providence thus far, that I cannot doubt its intimations. I will go leaning on the Lord, and depending on him for direction, spport, and happiness. We shall leave the dear raission family at Serampore, when another rising sun dispels the darkness of the night-Have packed all our things to-day-fatigued much and very sleepy-The wanderer and the stranger will ere long repose sweetly on the bosom of Jesus. It is sweet to be a stranger and a wanderer for such a friend as this--A valuable present from my dear Mrs. M.--Thus are all my wants supplied. O for more thankfulness. Bless the Lord, O my dear American friends, for his kindness to me, a stranger in a strange land.

July 30. I have this morning taken my leave of my dear Serampore friends. After a visit of six weeks, I regret parting with them exceedingly. But such are the changes of this changing world. Friends must be separated: the parting tear will often flow. How consoling the hope, that there is a world where separation will be forever unknown. A pleasant time in going from Serampore to Calcutta in the budgerow with brother J. and Mr. N.-Went on board the ship -Much pleased with the accommodations-Our birth is on deck-a cool pretty place-Dined at Dr. C.'s-Spent the afternoon at Mr. M.'s-a charming family, willing to assist us in every thing-Mr. and Mrs. Moore now residing with them-Drank tea the kindest, best of ed for us. Mrs. T

h Mrs. Thomason, one of omen-More money collectas provided me with many

necessaries-Went to church with Mr. and Mrs. T. in the evening-Heard Mr. T. preach.

To her sister C.

Serampore, July, 1812.

My ever dear sister C.

"I CANNOT forget you among the numerous friends I have in America, but must say a few words to you, though in great haste. Can it be possible that I shall never see you again in this world? Have we then parted to meet no more this side eternity? We probably have. But what is this short separation? Nothing when compared to eternal separation, which will take place at the last day between the friends and enemies of Jesus. My dear C. listen, I entreat you, to a sister who loves you, who ardently wishes for your everlasting happiness. Make the friend of sinners your friend, now while an opportunity is presented. O let not the adversary of souls cheat you out of an interest in the Saviour. Gladden the heart of your dear widowed mother, of saints and angels, by becoming a devout and holy follower of Jesus.-Mamma has no child now to go with her to the sacramental supper; will not our dear C. renounce the world, and all its vanities, embrace religion, and in the morning of her life, openly consecrate herself to God? Think how much good you might do among your dear brothers and sisters.

Per

haps you might be made the instrument of rescuing them from endless death. It may possibly be that I may never write you again; will you

not then, my dear girl, seriously think of these things? I hope we shall meet in heaven after death, no more to part. But we never shall, unless our hearts are renewed, and we are made the friends of Immanuel in the present life.

Farewell, my dear girl-comfort the heart of your mother, and make her declining days as happy as possible. Do write me. From your sister HARRIET."

Extracts of a Letter to her Mother.

Calcutta, July 31, 1812.

"Dear Mother, "WITH a week's employment before me this day, I take my pen to write you a few lines.-By reading my enclosed journal, you will become acquainted with our reasons for leaving Bengal and going to the Isle of France. We sail early to-morrow morning-have furniture and a thousand little necessaries to get to-day.

"I go without one female companion,-but I go with renewed courage, rejoicing that the Lord has opened us a way to work for him. I have received favors unmerited, unexpected, and great

"My health is really excellent-I never felt so well in America."

After stating that the inhabitants of the Isle of France are chiefly French, she observes, "I long to engage in the great object for which I left my home. I shall begin to study the French