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sometimes ready to shout aloud, and make all vocal 

 with the praises of His grace, who died, and lives, 

 and intercedes for me. Brother Whatcoat preached at 

 night; I added a few words, a sort of gossiping exhor- 

 tation. On Saturday morning, 19th, we crossed North- 

 east before sunrise, and to our own house to break- 

 fast. Our chapel in Wilmington is elegant; sixty-six 

 by thirty-six feet. Brother Whatcoat preached this 

 morning. 



Sabbath, 20. I preached on Titus xi. 14. Brother 

 Whatcoat spoke in the afternoon. Our enlarged house 

 was filled with both colors. 



Monday, 21. Many attended our meeting, though 

 the weather was severe. 



Tuesday, 22. We came on to Top-sail. 



