Thursday, 17 September, 1830

(This day should be Wednesday, 16 September.)

Have retraced my steps made last night during the storm and it is astonishing how I could have escaped. The road for half a mile is literally covered with trunks, tops, and limbs of trees hurled down by the wind. I must adore that Being who guarded me in that hour of peril.

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