our journey, I was permitted to exchange a few words with my husband; he informed me with tears in his eyes that his bodily strength began to fail him, and that if he did not meet with better treatment, he was fearful that he should not survive many days: in the mean time expressing a hope that God would preserve my life, and again restore me to my friends, I comforted him all I could, assured him that if we put our trust in God, He certainly would remember mercy in the midst of judgment, and would so far restrain the wrath of our enemies, as to prevent their murdering us. And the more to encourage him, I then repeated the two following texts of scripture. “I shall not die, but live; And declare the works of the Lord.” Psalms cviii. 17.--“Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted with me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.” Psalms xiii. 11.⚫

By sunrise we were again on our march, and travelled until night, over a sandy desert, without sight of any living creature but ourselves; sands and skies were all that presented to view, except now and then small spots of sun-burnt moss; indeed before us, as far as the eye could reach, presented a dreary prospect of sun burnt plains without grass stick or shrub. Some of my poor unfortunate fellow captives being unable to proceed any further, the Arabs came to a halt a little before sunset; and pitched their tents, and having unloaded their cam-