faction to his benevolent feelings in witnessing the various charitable and humane institutions of the city. A stranger, from a part of the continent, where the vices and miseries of slavery are unknown, with his benevolent feelings, could not but be deeply interested in investigating the general condition of twelve or thirteen thousand slaves in the city. The opinion was favorable, which he was led to form of the comparative comforts of their condition and their religious privileges.

A short period was now past at the Elms, the country seat of Henry Izard, Esq. at a distance of seventeen miles from the city, in whose hospitable and accomplished family he found every thing calculated to soothe and comfort a mind liable to dejection, in a state of exile from an endeared family and people. During his residence at Charleston, he enjoyed the society and preaching of the late Rev. Mr. Foster. On Dec. 27, he writes, "I attended the Archdale Church, and heard Mr. F. Every serious man after service, I think, might have said with the arraigned apostle-" After the manner which they call heresy, so worship I the God of my fathers." His discourse was ingenious, very serious and impressive. There is an originality and neatness, which might sustain rigorous criticism. His elocution, though injured by his cough, is the most natural, appropriate and affecting that I have heard in the city."

After a residence of about two months in Charleston, he became an inmate in the family of Mr. James Legare, on John's Island, where he experienced the tenderest and most devoted attentions. In allusion to this

period, he writes, "It was a merciful arrangement in providence,which gave me, for a third part of my time, a residence in the country. It was there I enjoyed the purest and most balmy air, a constant and salutary exercise, the comforts of social intercourse and of religious friendship. And there for a short season, I resumed cares ever delightful to me, the charge of a little parish. One exercise only on the Sabbath was requested of me, and this accorded with the state of my health and strength." In a letter of March 7th, 1819, he writes, "I have been spending a couple of months on John's Island, a lovely spot in the vicinity of this city. I feel grateful to a kind Providence for a call into a situation adapted to promote health and spirits, while it afforded me a little congenial occupation. The tokens of private friendship, on the island, have been of the most comforting and salutary nature; and I feel much pleasure in the hope that, through the blessing of God, these months of affliction and separation from my flock and family will not prove a blank in my life."

During his residence in this delightful retreat, he made frequent excursions, on interesting occasions, to the city. A rich and copious journal, which he prepared for the entertainment of his family and friends, and which is rendered less suited to the public eye only by the considerable period which has since elapsed, contains a mass of intelligent observation on subjects and incidents, which fell under his notice during his residence in Charleston, and his subsequent journeys through some of the most interesting sections of the

southern portion of the country, conveyed in a minute detail, and with a peculiar felicity of description. The writer of this notice deeply regrets, that the more appropriate demands of his task preclude the power, consistently with its proper limitation, of availing himself, in a more particular degree, of the contents of this journal.

At the close of March, he left Charleston on a journey, by land, to Savannah, furnished with letters to the most. respectable planters in the low country, which afforded him an opportunity of observing the manners and customs of this important class of the southern community. Early in April, he arrived at the banks of the Savannah, and embarked for the city. After a short residence, he returned to Charleston, and in the month of May, commenced his solitary journey homeward. By means of a map constructed from hints supplied by one familiar with his route, he was directed to the most interesting objects. His health was invigorated by the rich luxuriance and balmy air of the season. In the course of this journey he made an excursion to the mountains of Virginia. While among them, he thus writes in his diary: May 29th, the latter part of the morning's ride the clouds gathered, and I enjoyed a mountain storm. The peals of thunder were frequent, but different from what I had ever heard, They seemed like the discharges of cannon-an explosion, without the rolling and rumbling noise which is long heard in the low country. It began to rain just as I had ascended a lofty hill above Black Water, where I was in a situation to see the storm to infinite advantage. It is an

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open hill of great height, and commands a distant view of the mountains for three quarters of the horizon, The exhibition lasted during the whole afternoon, from 12 o'clock. The lightning was very vivid, and the thunder loud. But such was the extent of the vast amphitheatre, in which the clouds played their parts, that all sorts of weather were seen at the same time. In the west, a black cloud rolled over a mountain, pouring down from its bosom a torrent of rain, which falling on the forest, gave a noise like a cataract. blackness of the cloud was relieved by the purest streams of lightning, commonly darting straight and perpendicularly, and probably levelling some pride of the forest. In the east where Grassy Hill, five hundred feet at least in height from its immediate base, a regular even ridge of seven miles in length, reared its back, the clouds were at once sublime and beautiful. There were to be seen several perpendicular strata, and some of them perceptibly flying in opposite directions, unless there was an optical fallacy-the nearer flitting so much faster than the more remote as to produce the deception. On the near side of the ridge, a skirt of the raining cloud brushed along, enveloping the scene in blue vapour. A little in front of it was a second stratum, that trailed along on the top of the ridge, the bottom of the trail catching like a vesture on the top of the trees that seemed to delay it for a moment; and, loosening again, it was brushed forward by the wind through interstices of this cloud, and in front of it fair weather clouds were seen of all colours, and the clear blue sky.

But description cannot possibly give an adequate idea of the enchanting perspective.

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"May 3. The Sabbath. tabernacles O Lord of Hosts!

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As the hart panteth for the water brooks, so my heart panteth for thee. soul thirsteth for the courts of the Lord,' cried David, when he fled from Jerusalem and the sanctuary, to escape the sword of his unnatural son. Something of this pain I feel on these mountains. No pleasant sound of the church-going bell is echoed from these heights and through these vallies. I inquire in vain for a place of worship within my reach. No heaven-directed spire has greeted my eye since I left Columbia, except the Moravian, in a range of more than three hundred miles, and but a few churches of any description. While those I best love and whom it is my delight to serve in the gospel, are assembled in the house of their solemnities, I must wander among the mountains, to see God in his sublime works, whose goings I have delighted to see in the sanctuary.

"June 1. Passed on to the neighbourhood of the Peaks of Otter. With much labor we reached the summit, an immense pile of rocks. There were different clusters of rocks, several of which we climbed, some of them with difficulty. The rocks on the top seem to have been the subject of some great convulsive disaster. Every particle of earth has been washed from them to a considerable distance from the summit. They