4. That every Wednesday evening the brethren and sisters meet for improvement in personal piety, and in preparations for the missionary work.

5. That we meet every Thursday afternoon with a view to improvement in sacred music.

6. That we devote two hours every Friday afternoon to recitations in Astronomy, Geography, and Chemistry.

7. Saturday evening we will observe as a season of social prayer.

8. In connexion with evening worship in the cabin, we will read occasionally Bogue's Lectures on the missionary office.

9. That we keep a public journal, in which each of our number shall consider it a duty, to bear a part in noting down whatever may be useful or important. 10. That we feel it our duty to improve every opportunity to promote the religious, moral, and intellectual improvement of the ship's company.

This was an interesting, and I trust a profitable meeting.

Sabbath, Oct. 26. A delightful day. Worship on deck. Mr. Nichols preached on the worth of the soul. The meeting was solemn, and all appeared gratified. We hope our hearts in prayer, and our voices in singing have been in unison with those of our Christian friends, who have this day had the privilege of worshipping God in his own house. How comforting to us, that even in this our floating habitation, we can find a place for the worship of the same God, who has been the God of the redeemed in all ages; who was the God of our pious ances tors, and who is now exalted in the hearts of many of our beloved friends.

My dear friends, value highly the privilege of worshipping God in his own house; it cannot be duly estimated. How glad should we be to go to the house of God, in company with our friends. But we will not forget that this is among those favors of which we expected to be deprived, at least for a season.

Tuesday, 28. This morning we were early called from sleep to see a sail; and hoping it would afford an opportunity to relieve the hearts of our friends by letters, we hasted to our writing desks, began, and some of us nearly finished letters, when we were informed, that she was a ship bound to Europe. This was a considerable disappointment.

29. Lat. 14, 57, N. Long. 26, 29, W. We sail very slowly. With pleasure anticipate the meeting this evening.

Thursday, 30. A calm. This is always tedious. I find the moment the wind begins to subside, the spirits of the crew begin to sink. They say, that nothing at sea is so unpleasant as a dead calm.

Had an interesting meeting last evening; mentioned freely, and affectionately, what we had discovered exceptionable in each other's conduct or conversation during the past week. This is a good plan for missionaries.

[The journal is interrupted by a turn of severe illness and extreme pain.] Saturday, Nov. 1. Here I am employed again on deck with my writing desk, and thinking of home. Now, my dear parents, I know you would rejoice, yes, abundantly rejoice, could you know how well I am this moment. Since the Saco has been my abode, I have never before felt so free from sickness and pain; though if I were at home with my present feelings, I should say I was sick.

We were much gratified to day with the sight of visitors from Africa; several Swallows and a hawk. The poor little swallows were exceedingly fatigued; for they could find no rest for the sole of their foot, till they lighted tremblingly on our ship. We have fed and tamed one, and hope it will accompany us to Bombay.

Sabbath, Nov. 2. Brother Graves preached on deck an excellent sermon. It did seem to me, that the means used for the good of these precious souls would be blessed. Text, "Come, for all things are now ready." It was affecting and moving. O that it might take hold on the hearts of these stupid men.

The sisters had a prayer meeting immediately after divine service, for the particular object of pleading that the efforts of the day might have a salutary effect on those who sail with us. It was a most precious season to us. () what a privilege, that we may have access to the throne of grace on every trial, and in every emergency. We would bless thee, O thou, who hearest prayer.

Monday, Nov. 3. Lat. 6 41, N. Long. 22, 32, W. Better to-day; though still sick, and unable to eat any thing on the table. What would I not give for a relish for common food. I hope I shall be truly grateful, if ever I am thus favored,

A shark was taken to-day. This is an exploit more interesting than you can conceive of. He was conducted by a most beautiful little "pilot fish," who seemed to act as his attendant; for when the bait was thrown out, this little creature hastened to it, and returned to the shark, appearing to direct him to the prey. This err ble devourer seized it with astonishing voracity. The strong iron hook pierced his under jaw. After a terrible resistance, the great creature was, to our admiration, drawn on board, which required the exertions of several men. His weight was about 150 pounds. His mouth is so large, and so constructed, that he could very easily take in a man's head. He had two rows of sharp teeth set on both jaws. This afternoon was the most unconfortable season we have had. The heat is very oppressive, and we hardly know what to do with ourselves. We are daily approaching the equator. There we hope to meet some vessel bound to America, for we wish to send some communications to our ever dear friends. We do long for an opportunity to relieve their hearts, by some fresh news of our circumstances, our prosperity and comfort. But we will wait with patience; for God knows infinitely better than we, when it will be best that they have the gratification.

It is now nearly sun-set, and tea will soon be ready. I suppose you have but just dined. We are before you in time about three hours; consequently, our meeting this evening. (it being the first Monday of the month,) will be three hours sooner than those of our dear Christian friends whom we have left behind. However, if we are enabled by the spirit of divine grace "to agree touching the same thing," it may be no discouragement to us, that our requests do not ascend at the same moment. God is in every place, and in every place a prayer-hearing God.

Tuesday, 4. A calm. It is distressing to stand still in the midst of an immense ocean. The ship is lying nearly motionless. This is a tedious season to the seamen, and also to us; for it seems highly desirable to advance, considering we have such a great work before us. But it is the Lord's, and we are his, and we are confident too, that he knows infinitely best how to manage the affairs of his own kingdom. This thought is enough to silence us into acquiescence, and we would never indulge the presumptuous wish to direct.

We are very much overcome with the excessive heat of this climate. Every thing like clothing is burdensome. I suppose, this afternoon you are comfortable by a fire, and perhaps with bombazet gowns; while we are panting for a cooling breeze. Did I not hope to be more useful in a heathen than in my native land, surely I would by all means prefer New England to this sun, which scorches and melts every thing on which it shines. How refreshing would be a cup of cold water. The heat and the motion of the vessel contribute very much to perpetuate my sea-sickness. But I am much better than I have been; am able to sit up all day, and this is a great favor; I am able also to write, read, and converse Sone. These are fivors which I lately feared I should not so soon enjoy. The Lord has been my helper, and blessed be his name forever. Nov. 6. This is the first rainy day we have had.

Yesterday about 10 o'clock we discovered a sail. This was life to all on board; and we were more abundantly rejoiced when we saw it approach us. This was

the first time I ever enjoyed the pleasure of hearing a vessel spoken. We spoke several soon after we left Boston; but I was not able to be on deck. It was delightful intercourse, for we learned we were not the only inhabitants of God's creation.

[Persons, who have never been at sea, can hardly judge how interesting a circumstance it is to speak a vessel. To the reflecting mind it often brings very sublime associations. After having been a long time without seeing any human being but the small company on board, to meet with a tall ship, just at the dusk of the evening, from a remote part of the world and belonging to people of a different nation; then to exchange useful information, and, after a few moments, to proceed on their different courses;-all this is calculated to give enlarged views of the great human family, and to fill the heart with benevolent desires, What happy intercourse will subsist between the whole population of the globe, when the Gospel shall have subdued the selfishness of man, and the reign of love shall have become universal.]

It was the Caroline, of Liverpool, bound to Rio Janeiro, South America. The clerk, first mate, and several seamen, were dispatched in the boat, to convey

some letters which we had written to America. We sent five. I lament the want of time to write more. You know how much I calculated to do after I embarked, and I have done nothing but what you see. If health were given, I think I could do something.

22. Well did the Psalmist say, "Thy way, O God, is in the sea; and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known.”

[Mrs. N. here describes severe sickness of the nervous kind, with which she had been afflicted for two weeks. At times she suffered distressing spasms, which were relieved by throwing 8 or 10 pails of water in her face, as fast as two men could throw it. The application of water in this way invariably had a good effect in removing the spasmodic affections.]

To day we were called on deck to see two large whales. What an immense variety of fish inhabit the ocean. How wonderfully God has provided for the wants of man. When on land we have no such fish as we have at sea; when at sea, no such fish as we have on land, except salt fish, and this is truly excellent. Never before did I relish it as I do now. My dear parents, we are truly grateful for the apples you put up for us; not only the dried ones, but the green russets. They are so precious to us, that we have counted what remain, and have to-day 40! If they could be preserved, how glad should we be to have 40 bushels.

To-day we have a vertical sun. We stood erect on deck without any shadow. This was something entirely new to us; and strange to tell, it was so cool, that winter clothes were very comfortable.

Sabbath, 23. Passed the tropic of Capricorn. Brother Graves preached on deck. The subject of the discourse was, "They all with one consent began to make excuse."

Nov. 24. Lat. 24, 18, S. Long. 28, 34, W. It seems that one could not rejoice more in the prospect of any temporal favor, than I do in that of health. I can now do any thing I wish, and have no pain, except in my head, and that is not comparable with what I have suffered for seven weeks.

Delightful weather. At this moment we sail at the rate of about 3 or 4 knots, or miles, an hour. I have an elevated place on deck, and am standing writing over the companion way. A very large awning is spread, containing 80 yards of canvas, which shields from the sun, while it gives every advantage of the air.

We are now about 5.500 miles from our loved home, and our constant desire is to move onward with the greatest rapidity, till we set our feet on the island of Bombay. There would I live, and labor and die, and sleep in my "lowly bed," till the sound of the last trumpet shall wake the sleeping millions, and summon them to the bar of God. I think the sufferings on the ocean, such as I have endured, would effectually prevent any one from wishing to re-cross it. You would be astonished to know how rapidly we sometimes sail. Some nights we have passed over the space of 100 miles, and frequently in 24 hours 220 miles.

I have one excuse to offer now for unintelligible writing, which I never had at home, viz. the continual motion of the ship. You must excuse it.

Though in tolerable health, I have still some remains of sea-sickness. The vessel to-day has a great deal of motion, owing to the roughness of the sea. At this moment I look out of the cabin windows, and can compare the view to nothing but that of ragged mountains as far as the eye can reach.

The evening before last the brethren and sisters had a meeting for thanksgiving and praise on account of my recovery, and for the degree of health we all enjoyed. I trust this was a profitable meeting. To-day I suppose you are preparing for the annual thanksgiving. This brings to mind that of the last year, with all its interesting circumstances. How rejoiced should we be, were it possible for us to sit with our beloved parents, at the social and bountiful table, and at the same time to be on our way to a heathen land. But this cannot be

Thursday, Nov. 27. Well, my dear mother, though on the desert ocean, we have had the happiness of celebrating Thanksgiving. Mr. N. preached a sermon on the occasion to an attentive audience. After dinner we sung some tunes, which seemed to place us in our dear family circle, with sister M. N. and sister M. S. and all the family who sing at our side. We spend much time in the delightful employment of singing, and never found it so exceedingly pleasant. Mr. N. and myself spent an hour or two in talking about home. We conjectured what furnished our father's table, who partook of its bounties, and likewise who were subjects of conversation at that interesting hour,

Dec. 2. Lat. 36, 01, S. Long. 15, 59, W. Now if sister A. or M. would look at the map of the world, she might see exactly where we are on the vast ocean: Here we have been led on by the winds and waves for 58 days, and have advanced towards a heathen land about 7,000 miles. What a distance. Who of our loved family, two years ago, ever dreamed of such a wide separation of its members? Who of its happy circle then thought, that oceans would sunder all verbal intercourse, and place two of its members 15,000 miles from their father's dwelling? A dwelling that lives in our memories with peculiar fondness. Almost every day is a witness to our recollection of it, by conversation; and surely there has not a day passed yet, without bearing abundant testimony to our homeward thoughts. We love to dwell on past scenes; we do love to recapitulate former conversations, to rehearse the particulars of many endearing interviews, and we delight to portray what we suppose is your present situation.

But though we do all this, and much more; though joy would fill our souls, could we spend a day or two with you, or an evening by the side of a comfortable fire; yet we wish not to return. If we should now meet a vessel, bound home, with every convenience to take us as passengers, we would resist the pleasing temptation. Secing God has given us so much evidence, that this is the path he has chosen for us, we rather walk in it,-though we hazard our lives and every tenporal good, than to travel in one marked out by ourselves; though by this means we lose the society of friends as dear to us as our own lives.

On Saturday, Sabbath, and Monday we had "Cape weather," very rainy and foggy. On Monday morning we were waked early by a tremendous roll of the ship. Every thing that was not previously secured in the cabin, and in our rooms, was dashed about in every direction.

Saturday, Dec. 6. To day we see flocks of birds, ducks, &c. we suppose from the Cape; sometimes on the wing, and sometimes in the water.

Dec. 9. Lat. 39, 23, S. Long. 3, E. I feel so well this afternoon, that I am exceeding reluctant to let any inconvenience prevent the use of my pen. At this very moment we have a heavy gale. The ocean is very tempestuous, the ship tosses, and we have just been talking on the importance of being ready. Yes, we must be in preparation, constant preparation, to give our account for eternity.

A dark night is just approaching; the wind is rising: the mountain wave is growing larger and larger. At this moment, while the motion of the ship is so great as scarcely to allow me to hold the pen, the thought strikes me, that this may be the last opportunity I may ever have of addressing my beloved parents. Before the rising of another sun, your loving children may have their graves in the caverns of the great deep. How deeply solemn is the thought. O are we ready? Can we now cheerfully resign our lives into the hands of him who gave them? What if all our fond hopes of usefulness in a heathen land should be so early disappointed. What if the devouring waves should become possessors of the treasure, entrusted to us by the kind hand of charity, for the building of the precious kingdom of the Savior in a land of paganism and moral death? What if our dear friends are never, never to hear from us? What if no messenger is spared to carry the dreadful news?

Dec. 10. Lat. 39, 31, S. Long. 7, 17, E. After a night of ceaseless motion, and almost sleepless too, we are permitted to see the light of another day, under circumstances of tolerable comfort. It sometimes seemed as if the ship, and every thing appertaining to her would be destroyed.

Dec. 13. To-day directly opposite the Cape of Good Hope. We have a very heavy sea. It seems sometimes as if the ship would upset. Sister G. and myself are sea-sick; the others in perfect health. Large flocks of birds are flying all around us. We have very squally weather, and are liable to sudden changes. Sabbath, Dec. 14. No public worship on deck to-day. The motion of the ship is so great, that we can neither stand, sit, nor lie, with comfort. Mr. N. spent a season in the forecastle, reading to, and praying with, those of the men, who are not on the watch. They treated him respectfully, but are not apparently affected with divine truth. They act according to the maxim, "No Sabbath in blue water,"

Dec. 15. The winds and the waves still favorable. While they roar and rise, they are rapidly wafting us to our desired haven. The day before yesterday we sailed 230 miles in 24 hours. This you will say is astonishingly rapid. Thanks to our Heavenly Father for his abounding goodness. Last night there was very

sharp lightning. We have just been talking of the pleasure it would afford us to call at the Cape and get some ripe fruit. Ora ges, lemons, figs, grapes, raisins, apples, and better pears than we ever tasted, my be had there in great abundance. What would be still more pleasant, we should then see inha5.tants of the land. But we are now several hundred miles beyond the Cape.

Dec. 16. The Lord is surely our helper. He keeps us in perfect safety. We are flying on the wings of the wind. We have sailed at an astonishing rate for ten days. Our hopes are very much strengthened, that God has an important work for us to do in a heathen land. O for the privilege of laboring, and toiling, and suffering for the souls of the heathen.

Remarkably pleasant weather. I have just been walking on deck with Mr. N. While looking at the sky, we observed that there was nothing in the whole hemisphere, which looked like a cloud.

Dec. 17. Last night the ship rolled as violently as at any time since we sailed. The evening and night were very pleasant, and we sailed about 8 knots an hour, The rolling of the ship was caused by the wind being in a different direction from the "old sea," as it is called. The old sea" was raised while the wind was in a different direction from its present course. We are directly before the wind, Every few minutes a heavy sea strikes against the side of the ship with such violence, that it really seeins she will be upset; and frequently I look up to see some of the mass break. This would expose us to very great da ger, especially in a heavy gale. The ship rolls this morning as she did last night. While writing with one hand, I am obliged to hold fast with the other, and my feet are also employed in keeping myself steady. Now judge how intelligibly I can write.

The climate in which we now are is as healthy as any in the world. It is very cool. I find my great coat very comfortable, which I have worn a fortnight. Sabbath, Dec. 21. Brother G. preached on deck from these words, "Seek the Lord while he may be found; call upon him while ne is near."

Wed. Dec. 24. This morning we move with the rapidity of the eagle, (To be continued.)

MISSION AT BOMBAY,

Letter from the Missionaries at Bombay, to the Rev. Dr. Worcester, Cor. Sec. Sc

REV. AND DEAR SIR,

Bombay, July 13, 1818.

SINCE our last of April 6th, forwarded by the Malabar, Capt. Orne, we have received yours of Dec. 8, 1817, together with communications from Mr. Evarts. sent by Capt. Edes. As our last communications were so full, and as nothing particularly interesting has occurred since, we have but little to write. The business of the mission in its several departments still proceeds in the same train. We have thought it expedient to suspend our services at the Thursday evening lecture, in the Fort, principally on account of the difficulty of attending at such a distance, during the rains; but we expect to resume them at the close of the rains. The rains also unavoidably in errupt our intercourse with the natives, in some degree.

We have now twelve schools, one of which has been recently opened, and is in the Guzerattee language. The school book, which we have printed, has been introduced into the schools, and promises to be very useful. We are now printing the Hindoo arithmetical tables, which will render the book far more useful. We have printed the first number in the series of the Scripture History, which we before mentioned. It is now in part bound and ready for distribution.

The edition of the tract of sixteen pages, entitled, Swergiapunt, or the Heav enly Way, having been exhausted, we have thought it expedient to print a second edition of 1000 copies, which has just been completed.

We are now preparing and expect soon to print a small book of English and Mahratta. It will be entitled, "An easy and expeditious method of acquiring a knowledge of the English language: which is designed for the benefit of those natives, who wish to study the English language and the sciences." It will also be a great assistance to those who wish to acquire the Mahratta language. We think that it will in several ways subserve the object of Christian instruction; and hope the sale of it will, in part, defray the expense of printing it.