A short account of the extraordinary life and travels of H. L. L.----: native of St. Domingo, now a prisoner of war at Ashbourn, in Derbyshire, shewing the remarkable steps of Divine providence towards him, and the means of his conversion to GodH. L. L.
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A short account of the extraordinary life and travels of H. L. L.----: native of St. Domingo, now a prisoner of war at Ashbourn, in Derbyshire, shewing the remarkable steps of Divine providence towards him, and the means of his conversion to God
H. L. L.
H. L. L., 1783-1803?; Haiti -- History -- Revolution, 1791-1804 -- Personal narratives
We went out of that abominable Harbour with the design to go back to
the happy Island of _Guadeloupe_.
On our way back we took two prizes, but were retaken again; so we went
and cast Anchor at _St. Martin_, a French and Dutch Island, and were
but a few days there; and straightway we sailed for _Basse-Terre_ the
Capital City of _Guadeloupe_, and from thence to _Point-a-Pitre_,
where I Landed my little treasure which consisted of one hundred and
twenty pounds; as I had a Cousin there who was a sober man, I
deposited the money in his hands to begin a small trade; and I was
determined not to go on the Sea for a long while, as I thought my
money would suffice me to live in a decent manner; when I was just
going to begin trade, my Cousin was taken very ill of the putrid
fever, and was in great danger of his life. One day he called me, (_he
was then very ill_,) and said, "I have lent the money that you have
deposited in my hands, to Mrs. Pero[15]:" I said, very well, you are
wise enough to know what you do? he said do not fear, the money is in
good hands. I did not care much about him lending my money, because I
knew that he was too good to do me any injury; but growing worse every
day, I began to be afraid; and was going to speak to him to inquire
whether had Mrs. Pero given him a receipt or not, I was prevented by
her, saying, "he wants some repose and you must not disturb him." She
knew too well the matter, or she would not have prevented me speaking
to my Cousin: she was nights and days watching in his room for fear I
should speak to him. I had no witness who could testify whether she
had given him a receipt or not: and was so tormented in mind about it,
that I did not know what to do, till I saw he was dying, when I
resolved to go into the next chamber where his trunk was, and look in
to it if I could find any paper concerning my money: at the time I was
looking into the box, she came in, and said, "what are you looking
for?" a receipt I said, Madam? she knew then what I meant, and said,
"do not be afraid, I have got your money, and you shall have it back
again, whether your Cousin live or die." I was a little reconciled by
what she said, but she took care that no one was present when she said
it: and the day after my Cousin breath'd his last.
[15] She kept a linen drapery shop where he boarded and
lodg'd.
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