_Saturday, July 23d. At Englee._--Directly after breakfast my friends went across Canada Bay (three miles) in the boat, to make known our presence to a family on the other side, a man and wife with eleven children. They returned soon enough for the Morning Service, which was attended by most of the inhabitants. A young woman, married and a mother, was, on her own petition and profession, received into the Church, and her behaviour was very becoming and edifying. In the afternoon, when her sister, nineteen years of age, was hypothetically baptized, she was affected even to tears. They both could read, and though they had never before seen a clergyman of their Church, or been present at public worship, they appeared to have an intelligent and devout sense of the sacred nature and importance of the Service. Several others, chiefly children, were admitted; nearly all of whom had been baptized by the French priests, who accompany year by year the fishing vessels from France. They (the priests) had performed this service, without any intention, as it seemed, of bringing either children or parents into the Roman Catholic Church. In one of the families was an idiot son, whom the parents were very anxious to have baptized. He is grown up, and though harmless in other respects, uses very dreadful language. I went on shore and visited one of the houses of a family, the father and mother of which go to St. John's every fall, and while there the woman is a regular attendant at the daily Prayers in the Cathedral. It was gratifying to find the house very clean and well ordered in the absence of both father and mother, who, unfortunately, are gone to some distant fishing station for the summer. The young women who showed so much apparent good feeling at baptism, are their children. Here the people keep cows and sheep, and live in much comfort, and we obtained a small supply of milk and fresh meat: I had not tasted any meat, and only once fowl, for a fortnight. We have had no fresh meat on board, and the fish and salmon, of which we have abundance for nothing, is in my judgment better and more wholesome (not to speak of economy) than the salted and preserved meats. For the same period, or rather longer, we have had milk, and that goat's, only once; and nobody complains, of the privation.