What mingled pain and delight she felt yesterday evening when the savages brought to her dear Jack, wounded! I was fortunately in the hut to comfort her, and assist her beloved boy." "And dear Francis," said I, "how rejoiced he would be to see his brother again!" "Francis," said the missionary, smiling, "will be the protector of you all.

He is the idol of the savages now; an idolatry permitted by Christianity." We proceeded through the wood as we conversed, and at last reached the brook.

I had a thousand questions to ask, and was very anxious to know how my wife and Francis had been brought to this island, and how they met with the missionary.

The five or six days we had been separated seemed to me five or six months.

We walked too quickly for me to get much information.