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this — they do great good, and prosper in the sand- 

 hills. 



Saturday, 12. We lodged in Columbia with Col- 

 onel Hutchison. 



Sabbath, 13. I preached in the legislative chamber, 

 and had the members for a part of my congregation. 

 Monday, at the house of the widow of General Jacob 

 Eumph; the father and son both died in the Lord. 

 This house has been open to the Methodists for about 

 twenty-seven years, whether in peace or persecution; 

 Jacob traveled nearly four years; so meek, so mild, 

 diligent and simple-hearted, so sincerely good. On 

 Tuesday we came to Father Carr's, a Swiss; here are 

 pious, kind souls. Wednesday, came to Stephen 

 Swithen's, within twenty-three miles of Charleston. 

 It remains intensely cold. Thursday, my lingers gave 

 out; then the axle-tree gave a crack, seventeen miles 

 from the city. We loaded another. Whilst I rode in 

 J. B. Glenn's sulky, he and Boehm, with the aid of 

 cushions and bear-skins, rode horseback into the city. 

 These are trifles. Ah ! we feel — we fear the locations 

 of this Conference will be sixteen in number. Satur- 

 day, our Conference began its session in good order. 



Sabbath, 20. I preached at Cumberland Chapel in 

 the morning, and at Bethel in the afternoon. The 

 presiding eldership and the episcopacy saw eye to eye 

 in the business of the stations; there were no mur- 

 murings from the eighty-four employed. Christmas- 

 day was a day of fasting, and we dined one hundred 

 at our house, on bread and water, and a little tea or 

 coffee in the evening. Our funds are low; but our 

 Church is inured to poverty, and the preachers may 

 indeed be called the* poor of this world, as well as 

 their flocks. 



