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work — camp-meetings have done this. Glory to the 

 great I AM! 



Sunday, December 4. At Cumberland Church we 

 had a sacramental clay. I preached at Bethel in the 

 afternoon. We have a great change and a glorious 

 prospect here in Charleston, and in the neighborhood 

 among both descriptions of people: by our colored 

 missionaries the Lord is doing wonders among the 

 Africans. 



Monday, 5. I am closely employed in reading and 

 writing letters, and receiving company: our house, is 

 a house of prayer, ten or twelve times a day. I read 

 Mr. Wesley's Journal. Ah! how little it makes me 

 feel — the faithfulness — the diligence of this great man 

 of God! I cannot meet the classes like him, but I 

 have a daily throng of white and black who apply for 

 spiritual instruction. 



Sabbath, 11. I preached in Cumberland Street: it 

 was a serious parting time. At Bethel, I also gave 

 them a talk in the afternoon : this was a heavy day — I 

 felt the weight of souls. Some may think it no great 

 matter to build two churches, buy three lots, pay fif- 

 teen hundred dollars of bank debt, and raise a grow- 

 ing society: this has been done in this Sodom in less 

 than twenty-four years. O Lord, take thou the glory! 

 We dined in the woods on Monday, and made it thirty- 

 two miles to Perry's. On Tuesday we crossed Eclis- 

 to, dining at Roger's, and came into Benjamin Eisn- 

 er's. Next day, at the Green Ponds Chapel, Bishop 

 McKendree, Brother Boehm, and myself, all spoke. 

 We lodged at Lewis's, niece to one who had first re- 

 ceived the Methodist preachers. Next day we called 

 on B. McLellan, a preacher, and lodged with Benja- 

 min Tarrant. O that it was' with him as in years 



