in reflecting on the favourable opportunities we had had among the Indians. But, contrary to my re-quest, at least in appearance,—he rode up to the greatest house in the place, occupied by a person whose name was Walker, and who highly approba-ted the labours of Friends among the Indians. Being introduced to the family, we sat in a splen-did hall, where tea was served. In the course of conversation, I happened to mention some events of my labours among the poor people in New Jer-sey, in the neighbourhood of a furnace, where I had distributed some books; and had been accompanied from cottage to cottage by the superintendent's wife, who had an amiable daughter that was married to a magistrate of that place, and had lately been received into membership with the Society of Friends. As I was relating this circumstance, Walker's wife broke forth into tears; and, raising her hand-kerchief to her face, wept aloud. Her husband in-quired the cause of her emotion; when she patheti-cally informed us, that the persons I had spoken of were her mother and sister. It was a very affecting season. A comfortable night's lodging, and an early breakfast prepared us for pursuing our journey; and in secret my heart ejaculated, Return unto thy rest, O my soul, for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee. The morning was mild and serene, and we pro-ceeded down the Mohawk river to Schenectady. On the way, stopped to visit some Germans, and distributed some books among them in their own language; which they received with tears of grati-tude. Went by the way of Nine Partners, and at-