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Sabbath, 10. I preached from 1 Cor. i. 30. I had 

 some openings of mind, but there was little unction 

 in preaching or sacrament. Busy writing letters. On 

 Monday, after the rain, we went up to John Horton's, 

 at the Hanging Rock. We reached Pressley's, by 

 chance, on Tuesday. 



North Carolina — Wednesday, 13. We reached 

 Mecklenburg, and staid with our friend Mecham Wil- 

 son, a Presbyterian minister, where we were comf ort- 

 aby and kindly accommodated. On Thursday Ave 

 found the main branch of Rocky River unfordable. 

 We stopped at Squire McCurdy's. Friday brought 

 us through Concord to Savage's. Yesterday w r as very 

 damp and cold; to-day there is ice, probably an inch 

 thick. On Saturday we set out over the frozen roads, 

 and stopped at the end of ten miles to breakfast with 

 the Rev. John Brown, a Presbyterian minister in Sal- 

 isbury; thence we came away to John Hitt's. I have 

 preached to his father and mother, who have now 

 fallen asleep. 



On Friday, November 4, 1808, we descended the 

 heights of Cooper's Gap, to our friend David Dickey's; 

 fasting and the labor of lowering ourselves down from 

 the mountain-top have made us feeble. Bishop Mc- 

 Kendree preached upon " Cast not away your confi- 

 dence." On the Sabbath, Brother Boehm spoke in 

 the morning at eight o'clock; I preached from Matt. 

 xvii. 5; exhortations followed, and Brother Boehm 

 ended our Sabbath labors by preaching at night, when 

 there was a considerable move. We came away on 

 Monday, by Rutherford Court-house, to G. Moore's. 

 At Moore's Chapel, on Tuesday, I preached from 

 Col. ii. 6. Henry Boehm spoke at night: verily we 

 had a shout! Bishop McKendree preached at Lucas's 

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