n's peculiar trials and
encouragements at this time will be best learned by extracts from her
letters and journal.

_July 30, 1813_, she writes: "We felt very gloomy and dejected the first
night we arrived, in view of our prospects; but we were enabled to lean
on God, and to feel that he was able to support us under the most
discouraging circumstances.

"The next morning I prepared to go on shore, but hardly knew how I
should get to Mr. Carey's house; it was, however, concluded that I
should be carried in an arm-chair; consequently, when I landed one was
provided, through which were put two bamboos, and four of the natives
took me on their shoulders. When they had carried me a little way into
the town, they set me down under a shade, when great numbers of the
natives gathered round, having seldom seen an English female. Being sick
and weak, I held my head down, which induced many of the native females
to come very near, and look under my bonnet. At this I looked up and
smiled, on which they set up a loud laugh. They again took me up to
carry, and the multitude of natives gave a shout which much diverted us.
They next carried me to a place they call the custom-house. It was a
small open shed, in which were seated on mats, several natives, who were
the custom-house officers. After searching Mr. Judson very closely,
they asked liberty for a native female to search me, to which I readily
consented. I was then brought to the mission-house, where I have nearly
recovered my health."

"_July 22._--It is now a week since we arrived here. My health is quite
restored, and I feel much more contented and happy than I ever expected
to be in such a situation. I think I enjoy the promises of God in a
higher degree than ever before, and have attained more true peace of
mind and trust in the Saviour. When I look back to my late situation in
that wretched old vessel, without any accommodations--scarcely the
necessaries of life--no physician--no female attendants--so weak that I
could not move--I hope I am deeply sensible of the kind care of my
heavenly Father in carrying me safely through the peculiar dangers of
the voyage, and giving me once more a resting-place on land.

"Still, were it not for the support we derive from the gospel of Jesus,
we should be ready to sink down in despondency in view of the dark and
gloomy scenes around us. But when we recollect that Jesus has commanded
his disciples to carry the gospel to the heathen, a