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you have been reading to me from the precious Bible: all on a sudden I thought I was in that corner of my bed-place, Jesus Christ hanging bleeding on the cross.-Struck with the sight, I arose and crawled to the place, and casting myself at his feet in the greatest agony of soul, I cried out for a long time like the blind man you read of, Jesus, thou son of David, have mercy on me.' At length I thought he looked on me-yes, my dear lad, he looked at your poor wicked captain-and O Bob, what a look it was- -I shall never forget it. My blood rushed to my heart-my pulse beat high-my soul thrilled with agitation, and waiting for him to speak, with fear not unmixed with hope, I saw him smile; yes, and he smiled on me-on me, Bob. O my dear boy, he smiled on wretched me. Ah, what did I feel at that moment! My heart was too full to speak: but I waited and ventured to look up, when I heard him say, hanging as he did on the cross, the blood streaming from his hands and feet, and said: O Bob, what sounds were these, shall I ever hear his beloved voice again? I heard him say, in sounds that angels cannot reach, Son, be of good cheer, thy sins, which are many, are all forgiven thee!' My heart burst with joy; I fell prostrate at his feet; I could not utter a word, but glory, glory, glory! The vision vanished, I fell back on my pillow. I opened my eyes; I was covered with perspiration; I said, O this cannot be a dream. No, Bob, this is no vision, now I know my sins are pardoned; I know that Jesus bled and died for me; I can believe the promises, the many precious promises, you have read to me out of the Bible, and I feel that the blood of the cross can cleanse even me. I am not afraid to die; no, Bob, my sins are pardoned through Jesus. I want no more. I am now ready to die, I have no wish to live. I cannot, I feel I cannot be many days longer on this side of eternity. The extreme agitation of mind, of late, has increased the fever of my body, and I shall soon breathe my last. (The boy, who had silently shed many tears, now burst into a flood of sorrow, and involuntarily cried, No, my dear master, don't leave me.") 'Bob, said he, calmly, my dear boy comfort your mind; I am happy; I am going to be happy forever. I feel for you, my bowels yearn over you as if you was my own child; I am sorry you live in such a wicked world, and with such wicked men as sailors are in general. O may you ever be kept from these crimes into which I have fallen. Your kindness to me, my dear lad, has been great: God will reward you for it. To you I owe every thing, as an instrument in God's hands! surely he sent you to me! God bless you my dear boy, tell my crew to forgive me, as I forgive and pray for them." Thus the day passed in the most pleasing and profitable manner, when Bob, after

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ber of prodigious pillars of sand at different distances, at times moving with great celerity, at others stalking on with a majestic slowness: at intervals we thought they were coming, in a very few minutes, to overwhelm us; and small quantities of sand did actually more than once reach us. Again they would retreat so as to be almost out of sight, their tops reaching to the very clouds. There the tops often separated from the bodies; and these, once disjoined, dispersed in the air, and did not appear Sometimes they were broken near the middle, as if struck with a large cannon shot. About noon they began to advance with considerable swiftness upon us, the wind being very strong at north. Eleven of them ranged alongside of us about the distance of three miles. The greatest diameter of the largest appeared to me, at that distance, as if it would measure ten feet. They then retired from us with a wind at S. E. leaving an impression upon my mind to which I can give no name, though surely one ingredient in it was fear, with a considerable degree of wonder and astonishment. It was in vain to think of flying; the swiftest horse, or fastest sailing ship, could be of no use to carry us out of this danger, and the full persuasion of this rivetted me as if to the spot where I stood, and let the camels gain on me so much in my state of lameness, that it was with some difficulty I could overtake them.

The Arabs to whom this inhospitable spot belongs are the Adelaia. They are said to be a harmless race, and to do no hurt to the caravans they meet. We went very slowly to-day, our feet being sore and greatly swelled. The whole of our company were much disheartened, and imagined they were advancing into whirlwinds of moving sand, from which they should never be able to extricate themselves; but before four o'clock in the afternoon these phantoms of the plain had all of them falien to the ground and disappeared. In the evening we came to Waadi Dimokea, where we passed the night, much disheartened, and our fears more increased, when we found upon awakening in the morning, that one side was perfectly buried in the sand that the wind had blown above us in the night.

From this day, subordination, though not entirely ceased, was fast on the decline; all was discontent, murmuring, and fear. Our water was greatly diminished, and that terrible death, by thirst, began to stare us in the face, and this was owing in a great measure, to our own imprudence. Ismael, who had been left sentinel over the skins of water, had slept so soundly, that this had given an opportunity to a Tucorory to open one of the skins that had not been touched, and serve himself out of it at his own discretion. I suppose that, hearing somebody stir, and fearing detection, he had withdrawn himself as soon as possible, without taking time to tie the mouth of the girba, which we found in the morning with scarce a quart of water in it.

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