walk, and it being late at night, I remained all that night on the river side. It was the summer season. Early in the morning a gentleman, taking his walk on the river side, came to me, and seeing me very ill, asked me how I came there. I related to him the circumstances. He was a Jew, and recognised me as one. He took me to his house, and there I remained for a full month under medical treatment, with little hope of my recovery. Here again I was plucked from the jaws of death. Upon the mount of danger the dear Lord appeared; His ways are past finding out. The holy Apostle speaks of perils of robbers, and I have experienced somewhat of the same, both literally and spiritually. Sin! O what a robber it is! It robs me daily of my heavenly comforts, it robs me of the manifested presence of my dear Redeemer. Satan is another robber, who also spoils my heavenly peace. The world is another robber, who steals my better joys. I feel that I am in danger of these robbers daily. I am sensible if it were not for the power of God the Holy Ghost keeping me every moment, I should fall a victim, and bring a disgrace upon the dear Redeemer's name and cause.

I will again return to my subject. The gentleman in whose house I stayed found out the manager of the boat, and threatened him, that if he did not give up the names of the parties who had behaved so cruelly, he must be responsible. Being afraid of the consequence he delivered their names; this gentleman wished me to appear against them, but I refused; being at that time better, I wished to proceed on my journey.

Having left that memorable spot, where I had realized the goodness of God in restoring my health, and providing me with friends, I, like my forefather Abraham, removed my tent, not having a foot of ground my own, not journeying towards the land of promise, but to Leipsic. When I arrived there, it was the great annual fair. This journey was mixed with joy and sorrow; not all pleasure, neither all trouble. Here again I pitched my tent for a month. The sight of this great fair was wonderful to me, as I was informed there were merchants from almost all parts of the world. Here for the first time I met with one of my countrymen who knew me at home. Here also for the first time I saw an Englishman; I thought them very proud and haughty. Nothing particular occurred during my stay here that would interest my reader. My countryman and I agreed to take a journey to Frankfort-on-the-Maine. One morning, drawing near a town, we saw a large concourse of people. I enquired

the cause of this great assembly, and was informed that a man was to be beheaded for drowning a young woman with whom he kept company. I and my companion went to behold this awful execution. So terrific was the sight that I hope never to see the same again, and for some time after I could not enjoy my food.

At length we arrived at Frankfort-on-the-Maine. The journey from Leipsic to this place was more pleasant than any since the loss of my first companion. The wise man says, Two are better than one," and so I found it. At this place we stayed for a time. Here I had an interview with the late Baron Rothschild, uncle to the present Rothschild of London. Although he was a very great man, and immensely rich, yet he was very unostentatious. His pew in the synagogue, contrary to the usual custom, was among the poor, instead of being in the highest place. My dress, and youth, and devout manner during the service, attracted his attention, On coming out of the synagogue he requested a gentleman who was with him to invite me to him. He enquired from whence I came, and wished me to call on him the day after the Sabbath, which is Sunday: and of course I did not forget my engagement. My companion told me that my fortune was already made, but it did not prove so exactly. According to appointment I went to his house, and delivered his card which he had given me, with my name, to the porter. After I was admitted, the grandeur of the house made me feel very awkward. Presently the baron and another gentleman made their appearance. This gentleman was a Rabbi whom the baron kept in his house. The baron told me not to be afraid of answering the questions this gentleman would put to me. These words made me tremble, not knowing what was coming. My dear reader, you may depend it was not about the Lord Jesus Christ, neither His blood and righteousness. The questions were these: the cause of my leaving home, and what I had studied at school. The rabbi brought a large folio of the Talmud, and catechised me from it. I answered to the best of my ability, and they both appeared pleased; the baron told me I was a good boy, and that pleased me. He then enquired where I was bound to: I replied to England; he also asked me where I was staying. Having informed him he left the room for a few minutes, and brought me a note to give to my host, the purport of which was, that he would bear all my expenses during my stay, at the same time wishing me to call again, which I did in the course of a few days. Thus the Lord provided a friend for me here. All hearts are in

His hands, and all at His divine disposal.

As I was to come to England, the Lord again interposed in providing a friend at least twelve months before I needed it. Having occasion to call on a gentleman at a place where Jewish merchants resort, while I was talking with the said gentleman, there was another standing by, a friend of the party with whom I was speaking. Hearing our conversation, he afterward addressed himself to me. The usual questions were put to mewhence I came and where I was going, and my reply was as usual. He gave me his address, and asked me to call upon him in the evening at his apartments,, which I accordingly did. Then he asked me whether I had any letters from home; I replied in the affirmative, and gave them to him. When he had read them he returned them to me, with his card, and said, "If you come to Rotterdam, call upon me, and I will pay your passage to London." O, how great are the bounties of heaven! Not only are our present needs supplied, but also supplies are provided for the future. Here again, I can recognize the extraordinary interposition of a covenant God in so bountifully bestowing temporal riches for an unseen end upon one who was an enemy and a rebel to Him. "Herein is love, not that we love God, but that He loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins." "Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained should go that ye and bring forth fruit and that your fruit

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My companion and I began to think of leaving Frankfort-onthe-Maine, but not agreeing as to the route we should take, we separated. Here the reader must not expect either minuteness of detail, either as to time or order, as I never kept a diary, neither had any thought that my bistory would ever appear in print. I will only mention the principal cities that I have seen, as Brunswick, Berlin, Hanover, Brandenburg, Hamburg, in short, almost the length and breadth of Germany, from thence to Copenhagen in Denmark, and Stockholm in Sweden, and some parts of Holland. I remember one remarkable interposition of providence during my travels in the above-mentioned places, but the name of the precise spot I do not remember. Once being overtaken by night, I got into a wood, and through confusion and fright, could not find my way out, and so remained all night expecting every moment to be destroyed by wild beasts. After longing for the morning, and being spared to welcome its approach, I spied an apple tree; feeling very hungry, I climbed the tree which was very high. I was just in the act of taking

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some fruit, when a branch gave way, and down I came, where I remained for a length of time, to my own apprehension, lifeless. On recovering, I scarcely knew where I was. Being never whithout my phylacteries and prayer-book, I put them on, and opening the book said my morning prayers, crying bitterly to the Lord to deliver me from this wood. The dear Lord soon appeared. Between ten and eleven in the forenoon, while walking about almost frightened at my own shadow, I heard a footstep. Pausing for a moment, as to what I should do, I resolved to approach in the direction of the sound. I had not walked many paces when I met a tall stout man with an axe on his shoulders. At seeing him I began to cry. I spoke to the man in German, and he in a language that I could only understand here and there a word. He spoke in evident kindness, and told me I had advanced between four and five miles in the wood, and that he would put me in the right way to find the road out. He appeared to understand all I said, and kindly took from a very clean bag a piece of nice bread, and gave me; also walked with me a full hour; at length put me in a path, and told me if I kept in that path it would bring me to a village. Here, again, I can say with the Holy Apostle, "In perils in the wilderness, in hunger and fastings, often." And at this present moment I feel I am still in the wilderness. O how often do I feel bewildered in my. soul, full of confusion and perplexity; how solitary and lonely do I find the way to eternal bliss. Often do I long for the morning star to dawn upon my soul, and for the sun of righteousness to arise with healing in his wings, to scatter the clouds, and dissipate the fogs that have gathered through the long night.

But to return; through divine protection, I arrived in Holland, pursuing my journey direct to Rotterdam. On my way I was attacked with fever, which laid me aside for a month; part of the time I was very dangerously ill. When only partially recovered I had a relapse, with severe affection of the brain, those about me expecting every moment I should breathe my last. When I was sensible, I used to talk with them about my father and mother and home. My thoughts of dying, in the absence of my dear parents, was then very painful to me. Here once again, I was plucked from the jaws of temporal and eternal death.

Having arrived at Rotterdam, I made inquiry for the gentleman, who gave me his card at Frankfort-on-the-Maine. The

landlord told me, that he did not think I should get admittance, as he was one of the richest bankers in that part, and that his residence was about two miles from the town. However, the day following, I went to see this gentleman. When I came to the lodge I delivered the card and my name, also the same when I came to the house, where I gained admittance. The gentleman instantly recognized me, and shook hands very heartily, saying he was glad to see me arrive safe at his house. His carriage was just waiting at the door to take him out; he observed he was rather in a hurry, haying some pressing engagement. He enquired where I was staying-I told him; he then said, "I will send my footman with you to take you to another place," and invited me to dine with him in the evening. Accordingly, I went at six o'clock, when he introduced me to his lady and three daughters, remarking, "this is the little Pole of whom I was telling you. At the dinner-table the lady said, "We shall expect you to dine with us every day during your stay at Rotterdam, accordingly, on the following day I dined with them again. Of course my reader will understand that this banker was a strict Jew. At the dinner-table he asked me whether I should like to remain at Rotterdam? If I would remain he would see me provided for. I thanked him warmly, but told him my mind was fixed upon proceeding to England. He answered that England was a very wicked place, and that, if I took his advice, I should stay there; however, finding that he could not persuade me to remain, he said I might stay as long as I liked, and he would bear all my expenses, and, when I wished to go, I might let him know. I stayed about a month, in some partial indecision of purpose, and then told him I should like to leave; he replied, "He was very sorry indeed." My refusing to remain at Rotterdam I can now attribute only to the overruling power of God, who had appointed London as my spiritual birthplace. "There are many devices in a man's heart, nevertheless the counsel of the Lord that shall stand." The day arrived for my leaving Rotterdam, the banker paid my fare to London, in the first-class cabin; when I left him he told me to write and let him know how I was getting on, and whether I felt inclined to return. But I never wrote, therefore heard no more from him. My voyage from Rotterdam to London I have reason to remember, inasmuch as the vessel was wrecked, and I escaped in a similar manner as on a former occasion. Here, again, through the free grace of God, I was plucked as a brand from eternal burning.