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of the word of God. x^fter a hasty dinner, we rode on 

 to Nathan Sadler's, steward of the Lincoln Circuit. 



Wednesday, 2. I spoke with very unpleasant feel- 

 ings, on Luke xi. 13. We hasted to Featherston Wells's. 

 Here were all comforts for a sick man; good food, 

 beds, and nursing. This family is blessed. Sister 

 Wells is the granddaughter of my ancient friend, 

 Father May, of Amelia, and her children are in the 

 way to heaven. Here is the fruit of my labors. What 

 a comfort is it to see the fourth generation growing 

 up under our eyes, living in the fear of God, and 

 following in the same path those who are gone to 

 glory! 



Thursday, 3. Crossed the south fork of Catawba 

 to Bethesda Chapel ; the day was damp, and there was 

 a damp upon preacher and people. We went forward 

 to John Dameron's, where I was expected to preach, 

 and I did try, but the people were so wonderfully 

 taken up with the novel sight of the little carriage, 

 and still more of the strange-looking old man who was 

 addressing them, that the speaker made little impres- 

 sion on his hearers. Who neglects me? Not the 

 kind, loving Damerons. We came to John Watson's, 

 Allison's Creek, on Friday. 



Sabbath, 6. At Sardis Chapel. The weather was 

 unpleasant. My congregation might have tried my 

 patience. Monday we came to Henry Smith's, an 

 Israelite; he is a native of East Jersey. Tuesday to 

 Winnsborough. 



Sabbath, 13. I preached at Winnsborough a long 

 discourse, on 1 Peter xiv. 17. Monday to widow 

 Means's. We shall ride about two hundred and twenty 

 miles out of the way to Georgia, but in the way of our 

 duty. Tuesday I preached at Bethel; we hope good 



