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           Isay,thefirsttimehesawme,itappearedhistonewasaltered; and,lookingverymelancholy,andshakinghishead,heaskedmehowIdid, andtellinghisfatherwhoIwas,andhowIhadcomethisvoyageonlyforatrial,inordertogofurtherabroad,hisfather,turningtomewithaverygraveandconcernedtone ‘Youngman,’sayshe,‘yououghtnevertogotoseaanymore;yououghttotakethisforaplainandvisibletokenthatyouarenottobeaseafaringman. "Why,sir,’saidI,‘willyougotoseanomore?" Thatisanothercase,’saidhe;‘itismycalling,andthereforemyduty; butasyoumadethisvoyageontrial,youseewhatatasteHeavenhasgivenyouofwhatyouaretoexpectifyoupersist. Perhapsthishasallbefallenusonyouraccount,likeJonahintheshipofTarshish. Pray,’continueshe,‘whatareyou;andonwhataccountdidyougotosea?’ UponthatItoldhimsomeofmystory;attheendofwhichheburstoutintoastrangekindofpassion: ‘WhathadIdone,’sayshe,‘thatsuchanunhappywretchshouldcomeintomyship? Iwouldnotsetmyfootinthesameshipwiththeeagainforathousandpounds.’ Thisindeedwas,asIsaid,anexcursionofhisspirits,whichwereyetagitatedbythesenseofhisloss,andwasfartherthanhecouldhaveauthoritytogo. However,heafterwardstalkedverygravelytome,exhortingmetogobacktomyfather,andnottemptProvidencetomyruin,tellingmeImightseeavisiblehandofHeavenagainstme. ‘And,youngman,’saidhe,‘dependuponit,ifyoudonotgoback,whereveryougo,youwillmeetwithnothingbutdisastersanddisappointments,tillyourfather’swordsarefulfilleduponyou.’ 

           Wepartedsoonafter; forImadehimlittleanswer,andIsawhimnomore; whichwayhewentIknewnot. Asforme,havingsomemoneyinmypocket,ItravelledtoLondonbyland;