“The next morning I prepared to go on shore, but hardly knew how I should get to Mr. Carey’s house; it was, however, concluded that I should be carried in an arm-chair; consequently, when I landed one was provided, through which were put two bamboos, and four of the natives took me on their shoulders.  When they had carried me a little way into the town, they set me down under a shade, when great numbers of the natives gathered round, having seldom seen an English female.  Being sick and weak, I held my head down, which induced many of the native females to come very near, and look under my bonnet.  At this I looked up and smiled, on which they set up a loud laugh.  They again took me up to carry, and the multitude of natives gave a shout which much diverted us.  They next carried me to a place they call the custom-house.  It was a small open shed, in which were seated on mats, several natives, who were the custom-house officers.  After searching Mr. Judson very closely, they asked liberty for a native female to search me, to which I readily consented.  I was then brought to the mission-house, where I have nearly recovered my health.”

“July 22.—­It is now a week since we arrived here.  My health is quite restored, and I feel much more contented and happy than I ever expected to be in such a situation.  I think I enjoy the promises of God in a higher degree than ever before, and have attained more true peace of mind and trust in the Saviour.  When I look back to my late situation in that wretched old vessel, without any accommodations—­scarcely the necessaries of life—­no physician—­no female attendants—­so weak that I could not move—­I hope I am deeply sensible of the kind care of my heavenly Father in carrying me safely through the peculiar dangers of the voyage, and giving me once more a resting-place on land.

“Still, were it not for the support we derive from the gospel of Jesus, we should be ready to sink down in despondency in view of the dark and gloomy scenes around us.  But when we recollect that Jesus has commanded his disciples to carry the gospel to the heathen, and promised to be with them to the end of the world; that God has promised to give the heathen to his Son for an inheritance, we are encouraged to make a beginning, though in the midst of discouragement, and leave it to Him to grant success in his own time and way.”

“I find here no female friends with whom I can unite in social prayer, nor even one with whom I can converse.  I have, indeed, no society at all except that of Mr. Judson, yet I feel happy in thinking that I gave up this source of pleasure, as well as most others, for the sake of the poor heathen.”

In her journal we find the following sentiment:  “Though we find ourselves almost destitute of all those sources of enjoyment to which we have been accustomed, and are in the midst of a people who are at present almost destitute on account of the scarcity of provisions[2]; though we are exposed to robbers by night and invaders by day, yet we both unite in saying that we never were happier, never more contented in any situation than the present.  We feel that this is the post to which God hath appointed us; that we are in the path of duty; and though surrounded with danger and death, we feel that God can with infinite ease, preserve and support us under the most heavy sufferings.