To Mrs.<\/i>\u00a0Saville<\/span>,\u00a0England<\/i>.<\/p>\r\nJuly 7th, 17\u2014.\r\n\r\nMy Dear Sister<\/span>,\r\n\r\nI write a few lines in haste, to say that I am safe, and well advanced on my voyage. This letter will reach England by a merchant-man now on its homeward voyage from Archangel; more fortunate than I, who may not see my native land, perhaps, for many years. I am, however, in good spirits: my men are bold, and apparently firm of purpose; nor do the floating sheets of ice that continually pass us, indicating the dangers of the region towards which we are advancing, appear to dismay them. We have already reached a very high latitude; but it is the height of summer, and although not so warm as in England, the southern gales, which blow us speedily towards those shores which I so ardently desire to attain, breathe a degree of renovating warmth which I had not expected.\r\n\r\nNo incidents have hitherto befallen us, that would make a figure in a letter. One or two stiff gales, and the breaking of a mast, are accidents which experienced navigators scarcely remember to record; and I shall be well content, if nothing worse happen to us during our voyage.\r\n\r\nAdieu, my dear Margaret. Be assured, that for my own sake, as well as your\u2019s, I will not rashly encounter danger. I will be cool, persevering, and prudent.\r\n\r\nRemember me to all my English friends.\r\n\r\nMost affectionately yours,\r\n\r\nR. W.","rendered":" To Mrs.<\/i>\u00a0Saville<\/span>,\u00a0England<\/i>.<\/p>\n July 7th, 17\u2014.<\/p>\n My Dear Sister<\/span>,<\/p>\n I write a few lines in haste, to say that I am safe, and well advanced on my voyage. This letter will reach England by a merchant-man now on its homeward voyage from Archangel; more fortunate than I, who may not see my native land, perhaps, for many years. I am, however, in good spirits: my men are bold, and apparently firm of purpose; nor do the floating sheets of ice that continually pass us, indicating the dangers of the region towards which we are advancing, appear to dismay them. We have already reached a very high latitude; but it is the height of summer, and although not so warm as in England, the southern gales, which blow us speedily towards those shores which I so ardently desire to attain, breathe a degree of renovating warmth which I had not expected.<\/p>\n No incidents have hitherto befallen us, that would make a figure in a letter. One or two stiff gales, and the breaking of a mast, are accidents which experienced navigators scarcely remember to record; and I shall be well content, if nothing worse happen to us during our voyage.<\/p>\n Adieu, my dear Margaret. Be assured, that for my own sake, as well as your\u2019s, I will not rashly encounter danger. I will be cool, persevering, and prudent.<\/p>\n Remember me to all my English friends.<\/p>\n Most affectionately yours,<\/p>\n R. W.<\/p>\n\n\t\t\t LETTER III.<\/h2>\n
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