I was again conveyed to Bel-Air.

The doctor was again summoned, and he had a difficult task in restoring me to health.

But he protested against my return to the Pearl estate, declaring that another attack would place me beyond the reach of medical assistance.
It chanced that Mr.Coxall, a rich merchant of St.George, who had a lumber yard and depot of stores in Greenville, was in want of a clerk to look after his affairs in that place, and in consequence of Mr.Church's recommendation he gave me the situation.

My duties were pleasant; and I often visited the plantations in the neighborhood, where I acquired a number of friends.

My emoluments, however, were inconsiderable; I was in debt, and the amount of my pecuniary obligations was not lessened by the repeated visits of a popular physician during my sickness.
During this time I had not heard a word from Mr.Thomas, or Bohun, his clerk.