The next morning I asked leave of my master to visit Lay, which he readily gave. I set out for the hut in company with my master's son; but on approaching it, Lay called out to me, to inform me that I must not come--that the natives did not like to have us together. On my turning to go back, Lay's master called to me to come. I went and sat down, and entered into conversation with Lay, to ascertain what the intention of the natives towards us were. He told me it was the design of the high chief to kill us. I observed to him, that we were in the hands of the natives; still there was a higher and more powerful Hand that could protect us, if it were the Divine pleasure so to do. I then bade him farewell, and returned to the canoe, never expecting to see each other again till we should meet on the tranquil ocean of eternity. My master being now ready to return to his Island, the canoe was launched, and we set sail, and arrived the same night, having been absent two days.--The natives expressed much joy on seeing me return, and asked many questions respecting the chief of Milly; but as I was unable to speak their language intelligibly, I could give them but little information. We then went on with our work as usual, which was fishing, &c. &c. After having been at this Island some time, my master's wife manifested an inclination to go and visit her friends, who lived at an Island called in their language _Luguonewort_. After a successful excursion in fishing, we cooked a part, and took some breadfruit, and embarked, agreeably to the wishes of my master's wife, and arrived at Luguonewort in two days. The natives of that Island gave us a cordial reception. We hauled up our canoe and remained some time among them. After our agreeable visit was ended, we returned to the other Island, found the natives well, and that good care had been taken by the chief's mother, an old woman to whom the superintendence of things had been left.