On the following day the storm abated, and the wind blew favourable;
but towards the heel of the evening it again came vehement, and
there was no help unto our distress. About midnight, however, it
pleased HIM, whose breath is the tempest, to be more sparing with
the whip of His displeasure on our poor bark, as she hirpled on in
her toilsome journey through the waters; and I was enabled, through
His strength, to lift my head from the pillow of sickness, and
ascend the deck, where I thought of Noah looking out of the window
in the ark, upon the face of the desolate flood, and of Peter
walking on the sea; and I said to myself, it matters not where we
are, for we can be in no place where Jehovah is not there likewise,
whether it be on the waves of the ocean, or the mountain tops, or in
the valley and shadow of death.

The third day the wind came contrary, and in the fourth, and the
fifth, and the sixth, we were also sorely buffeted; but on the night
of the sixth we entered the mouth of the river Thames, and on the
morning of the seventh day of our departure, we cast anchor near a
town called Gravesend, where, to our exceeding great joy, it pleased
Him, in whom alone there is salvation, to allow us once more to put
our foot on the dry land.

When we had partaken of a repast, the first blessed with the
blessing of an appetite, from the day of our leaving our native
land, we got two vacancies in a stage-coach for my wife and
daughter; but with Andrew Pringle, my son, I was obligated to mount
aloft on the outside. I had some scruple of conscience about this,
for I was afraid of my decorum. I met, however, with nothing but
the height of discretion from the other outside passengers, although
I jealoused that one of them was a light woman. Really I had no