full likewise, and a number of people were even mounted on ladders, looking in at the windows.  I thought this a strange sight, as I had never seen churches, either in England or the West Indies, crowded in this manner before.  I therefore made bold to ask some people the meaning of all this, and they told me the Rev. Mr. George Whitfield was preaching.  I had often heard of this gentleman, and had wished to see and hear him; but I had never before had an opportunity.  I now therefore resolved to gratify myself with the sight, and I pressed in amidst the multitude.  When I got into the church I saw this pious man exhorting the people with the greatest fervour and earnestness, and sweating as much as I ever did while in slavery on Montserrat beach.  I was very much struck and impressed with this; I thought it strange I had never seen divines exert themselves in this manner before, and I was no longer at a loss to account for the thin congregations they preached to.  When we had discharged our cargo here, and were loaded again, we left this fruitful land once more, and set sail for Montserrat.  My traffic had hitherto succeeded so well with me, that I thought, by selling my goods when we arrived at Montserrat, I should have enough to purchase my freedom.  But, as soon as our vessel arrived there, my master came on board, and gave orders for us to go to St. Eustatia, and discharge our cargo there, and from thence proceed for Georgia.  I was much disappointed at this; but thinking, as usual, it was of no use to encounter with the decrees of fate, I submitted without repining, and we went to St. Eustatia.  After we had discharged our cargo there we took in a live cargo, as we call a cargo of slaves.  Here I sold my goods tolerably well; but, not being able to lay out all my money in this small island to as much advantage as in many other places, I laid out only part, and the remainder I brought away with me neat.  We sailed from hence for Georgia, and I was glad when we got there, though I had not much reason to like the place from my last adventure in Savannah; but I longed to get back to Montserrat and procure my freedom, which I expected to be able to purchase when I returned.  As soon as we arrived here I waited on my careful doctor, Mr. Brady, to whom I made the most grateful acknowledgments in my power for his former kindness and attention during my illness.  While we were here an odd circumstance happened to the Captain and me, which disappointed us both a good deal.  A silversmith, whom we had brought to this place some voyages before, agreed with the Captain to return with us to the West Indies, and promised at the same time to give the Captain a great deal of money, having pretended to take a liking to him, and being, as we thought, very rich.  But while we stayed to load our vessel this man was taken ill in a house where he worked, and in a week’s time became very bad.  The worse he grew the more he used to speak of giving the Captain what he had