tering the word “fenta” (bad) others appeared more amicably disposed, and treated me with compassion. They all however appeared to be anxious that I should be taught to labor like themselves, and for the first week attempted to instruct me how to weave after their manner---but as I was sure that if they taught me to be useful to them in this way, I should be allowed but little time to rest or to peruse my bible, I did not prove so tractable as they expected to find me, and they finally gave up all hopes of rendering me serviceable to them in this way. I was however compelled every night and morning to drive off the camels to milk, and to devote two or three hours each day in collecting snails and ground nuts.

After performing the duty allotted me, I usually retired to my tent, and spent the remainder of the day in serious meditation, and in perusing the sacred scriptures. During my captivity I read my bible, the Old and the New Testament, twice through, from the beginning to the end. O it is impossible for me to bestow too much praise on this sacred book---the consolation that I derived therefrom in the hour of tribulation, was very great indeed; it was that and that alone that now enables me to say, “blessed be the hour that I became a convert in the land of the heathen!” O, how precious, how exceedingly valuable is the word of God! how exceedingly precious is the religion of Jesus---how unlike that of Mahomet, how different from any which