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fectly recovered our health and strength, a passage was procured for us to Liverpool; but we did not quit the Barbary coast however, until I had the pleasure of communing with God. There a small English church at Mogadore, of which our excellent friend Mr. Willshire was the principal founder; for among the other qualifications of this good man, I am happy to say that I found him a true believer in the religion of Jesus. How sweetly calculated were the gospel ordinances here performed to enliven the hearts of believers, surrounded as they are by a race of idolaters, on whom no light of revelation beams; where there are no other sanctuaries—no communion—no bread and wine to remind them, that a Saviour shed his blood on Calvary for them! O thou blessed Redeemer, for poor lost sinners, thou who didst commission thy disciples of old to preach the gospel to every creature; wilt thou send forth laborers, make the wilderness a fruitful field, and cause the wilderness to blossom like the Rose.
Having taken an affectionate leave of our friends at Mogadore, on the 1st of February, 1819, we were in readiness to embark for our native country. Beside my husbaad and myself, there were six others of my husband’s original crew who had agreed to work their passage. In forty days from that on which we bid adieu to the coast of Barbary, were were all safely landed on the shores of Old England, and the day succeeding I was restored to the arms of |
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