November 21st, 1871.
My Dear Miss——-,-On Sunday night, at twelve, I reached Barbados, when—came on board to greet me, and—to go on with me to Demerara.... We are now about fifty miles off Demerara, at half-past seven Tuesday evening, but as there is a mud bar to be crossed, and it is only high tide at one, I suppose we shall not be inside the bar, where Georgetown is, until two Wednesday morning.
I have found the Lord with me in the voyage, and I have no doubt but that He settled I was to come alone as to man, though dear A. P., who met me at the station, wanted much to come on with me; and indeed I would rather have had him than any one else, but I felt his family had a stronger claim than I had, and I said, No...
Most affectionate love to all saints, G. V. W.