s they sold it to
the Turk. It instantly struck me that this individual would be an
excellent assistant in the work which had brought me to Seville, namely
the propagation of the eternal Gospel; and accordingly after some more
conversation, in which he exhibited considerable learning, I explained
myself to him. He entered into my views with considerable eagerness; and
hitherto I have had no reason to repent my confidence, he having disposed
of a considerable number of New Testaments, and even contrived to send a
certain number of copies to two small towns, at some distance from
Seville.

On account of the extreme dearness of every article at the _posada_,
where moreover I had a suspicion that I was watched, I removed with my
servant and horses to an empty house in a solitary part of the town,
where I still am, and where I purpose to remain during my stay in
Andalusia. Here I live in the greatest privacy, admitting no person but
two or three in whom I have the greatest confidence, who entertain the
same views as myself and who assist me in the circulation of the Gospel.
One of these is a very remarkable person: an aged professor of music, by
birth an old Castilian, and one of the very few who retain traces of the
ancient Spanish character, which with all its faults, its stiffness, its
formality, and its pride, I believe (always setting the character of the
Christian aside) to be the most estimable and trustworthy in the world.
This venerable individual has just brought me the price of six Testaments
and a Gypsy Gospel, which he has this day sold under the heat of an
Andalusian sun. What was his motive? A Christian one, truly. He says
that his unfortunate countrymen, who are at present robbing and murdering
each other, may probably be rendered better by the reading of the Gospel,
but cannot be injured: adding, that many a man has been reformed by the
Scripture but that no one ever yet became a thief or assassin from its
perusal.

I have not yet addressed myself much to the lower orders in these parts.
Indeed the quantity of books, at my disposal, at present remaining unsold
in Spain is so small, that I am almost tempted to be niggard of them,
lest in an unprovided hour an extraordinary call should be made.
However, before leaving Seville, it will be well to pay some attention to
the poor. I have an agent awaiting my orders, another Greek, introduced
to me by Dionysius; he is a labouring brick-layer, a native of th