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[[underlined]] Sat. Ju 2/60 Sat. [[underlined]] June 2/60. Sat. Eve. X O'Clock at Night. Now I'm on my way to the far North. The George Henry beares me on * on. Ere many days & I shall be where my souls has been for years. God, grant my mission may be well filled & I return to the bosom of civilization bearing the fruits hard earned, they may be, yet the [[underlined]] kindly [[/underlined]] fruits I so long have sought. To-morrow is the Sabbath, [[underlined]] the day of all others the best. [[/underlined]] God grant it may prove so to my soul. Prepare me O God for its duties. May I, by my precept & example, teach others of Thy Mercies & tender kindness. I am a poor sinner Thou Knowest it O Father. Let Jesus be my friend. Aye, may He be the Friend & Savior of my dear ones from [[strikethrough]] whom are [[/strikethrough]] whom I am now being borne far away.