Meeting began; met my old friend, Elder Case, and my heart was comforted to see some person that I knew. The Rev. P. Smith preached from Romans. v. 2. A prayer meeting was held in the evening; they requested me to speak to the people, during which many wept and cried for mercy, while others rejoiced and shouted aloud. Those that were mourning on account of sin were invited by the preachers present to come round the altar, that the special prayers of the congregation might be offered up on their behalf. About twenty came forward, falling on their knees, and crying for mercy; many of them rose up rejoicing, and returned home praising God for his dying love and pardoning grace. This meeting lasted about four hours, and my heart rejoiced to see the work of God prospering amongst my white Christian friends.
Sunday 12th. — The love feast commenced at 9 a. m. My heart rejoiced to hear of the wonderful dealings of God to his people. But owing, perhaps, to a man-pleasing, and manfearing spirit, I was not blessed with that spiritual joy and peace which I desired. At the Lord's table I was enabled to realize a sense of the goodness of God to my soul in giving His Son to die for me. At 11 a. m., the public services commenced; people flocked from all quarters, so that the house could not contain the multitude, and I was requested to address them in the yard; so great was their curiosity to hear a converted Indian preach, that some held me by my cloak while passing through the crowd, in order to get near the place where I stood. After divine service I rode to Kingston, and heard the Rev. P. Smith preach in the evening to a large and attentive congregation; when he concluded I exhorted the people, and felt thankful for the help I received from the Lord.
Monday 13th. — This day we started in search of the Ojebway Indians, back of Kingston; after riding 20 or 30 miles,
