If even the English are forced to make such confessions, we cannot be accused of making similar claims without being crooked in their principles of law and justice.

June 24th, 1838. Sunday.
We had two services today, as usual Teichelmann read the prayers and then Mr. Hall read a short sermon in the morning, and I read the sermon in the afternoon.

June 28th, 1838. Thursday.
After having seen nothing but sky and water for a long time, today we were greeted by the steep ( 016 ) shores of the island of Tenerife(26). The eastern coast of this island has only one low place, namely where the town of Santa Cruz(27) (pronounced Kru) is built, where we docked, the rest is very steep with very small incisions, where small, cute villages are built; The residents probably live from fishing, as there was no trace of agriculture; people had only created terraced gardens on the mountains close to the houses, very similar to the vineyards near Dresden on the right bank of the Elbe. I would have gone to the shore today if the opportunity had presented itself. If possible, you have to go with a cockle that is completely full, otherwise you have to pay too much.

June 29th, 1838. Friday.
I went to the shore today without having a single acquaintance with me. Teichelmann didn't want to go any other way than with other acquaintances, but since we couldn't find anyone we could join up with, I finally decided to go alone. As soon as I came ashore I tried to get some breakfast, because as it was already 11 o'clock and I hadn't eaten anything yet, I was very hungry. I had to walk back and forth for a long time before I could find the inn. Finally I met an Englishman from our ship who immediately reprimanded me. Afterwards [I] went into one of the churches, which were all open today ( 017 ) because it was St. Peter's Day(28). I found the church building quite pretty; The floor of the nave was paved with black and white marble stones, which followed one another alternately. The side aisles, if otherwise that is the right expression, separated from the central one by columns, were richly strewn with fragrant herbs. Only on the benches between the above-mentioned pillars were a few people seen; There were no benches in either the central aisle or the side aisles, and at mass there were as many priests as there were listeners. As I entered, a priest was preaching, it seemed, with great vivacity, but probably not with much anointing [sanctified atmosphere in a meeting], for the listeners were by no means very attentive. At the mass after the sermon, as already mentioned, a large number of priests were seen, among whom quite a few identified themselves as monks by their shaved heads [tonsure(29)]. The only thing I noticed about all of their clowning around was the singing, which really wasn't bad.

When the church was over, I returned to the inn where I was noticed; that Br. Teichelmann had come to the country, but had gone out with an Englishman. Partly in the hope of meeting him, partly to pass the time of his absence, I went out of town to climb one of the nearby mountains. The gardens through which I walked