help to get the timber; they did so, and we began on Tuesday morning, and by Friday night we had all the timber at the place. Brother Henry Ffirth, a steward of the circuit, and myself, were appointed managers to carry on the building. The Friday week following, we rais ed our house, and in the afternoon preached on the foundation. In six weeks the carpenter had done his work, and I begged the money and paid him. This proved a great blessing to the neighbourhood, the greater part of which became methodized, and many were moralized and christianized, while the enemies of truth daily lost ground, and bigotry gradually declined.

I had been for some time pressed in spirit to visit Pennsylvania, and in the love and fear of God, I set out, with my life in my hand, it being at a time when the war was raging through our land. I crossed the Delaware at New-Castle, and that night, at early candle-light, preached at R. F's to a pack of ruffians, assembled in order to mob me, and one stood with a bottle of rum in his hand, swearing that he would throw it at my head; but Mr. F. stood in the door and prevented him. If I ever preached the terrors of the law, I did it then-hoping some good seed might be sown in some hearts.

I went next day to J. S's, and preached in the evening to a small, but an attentive congregation: here some souls appeared very happy.-In time of my last prayer, one woman fell to the floor, and cried mightily to God for a clean heart, and after some time, lay as one dead; but when she came to, she said, God had given her a clean heart, and cried out, "O that I could go to my Jesus! O that I could die !"This was her language for near the space of

three hours, without rising from the floor-I then told her she should not die, that God had something for her to do, and that she could not die when she would. She then said, "O daddy Abbott how can I live?" repeating it over and over again. I went to bed and left her ; she continued all night in prayer.

I went to J. H's-here I preached chiefly to baptists (there were two or three sheep here, but they were afraid to hold up their heads :) as soon as I had concluded, I was attacked by several of them. I told them that if God had fore-ordained such a certain number for salvation, and pre-ordained the remainder for damnation, it was in vain to pretend to persuade me to renounce my principles, for let me do what I would, I was certainly as well off as they were, and laid before them the absurdity of such antiscriptural doctrines—and so we parted.

Next day I preached at brother H's, to a large congregation here God attended the word with power: many poor sinners were cut to the heart, and some cried aloud for mercy. After preaching, a dear old woman came and said, "This is the gospel trump! I heard it sounded by Mr. Whitefield twenty-five years ago; it is the same; I know it." I spent a precious evening with the old lady and her husband, conversing on the things of God. In the morning I went to my appointment, and preach ed to about ten hard-hearted sinners.

Next day, I set out for my appointment, but being a stranger, I stopped at a house to enquire the way, and the man told me he was just going to that place, for there was to be a methodist preacher there that day; and "Our preacher, said he, is to be there, to trap him in his discourse, and if you will wait a few minutes, until a neighbour of mine comes, I will go with you."

In a few minutes the man came, who, it seems was a constable; so we set off, and they soon fell into conversation about the preacher, having no idea of my being the man, as I never wore black, or any kind of garb, that indicated my being a preacher, and so I rode unsuspected. The constable being a very profane man, he swore by all the gods he had, good and bad, that he would lose his right arm from his body if the methodist preacher did not go to jail that day. This was the theme of their discourse. My mind was greatly exercised on the occasion, and what added, as it were, double weight, I was a stranger in a strange place, where I knew no one. When we arrived at the place appointed, I saw about two hundred horses hitched. I also hitched mine, and retired into the woods, where I prayed and covenanted with God on my knees, that if he stood by me in this country, I would be more for him through grace, than ever I had been. I then arose and went to my horse, with a perfect resignation to the will of God, whether to death or to jail. I took my saddle-bags and went to the house, the man took me into a private room and desired I would preach in favour of the war, as I was in a presbyterian settlement. I replied, I should preach as God should direct me. He appeared very uneasy and left me, and just before preaching he came in again, and renewed his request that I would preach up for war. I replied as before, and then followed him out among the people, where he made proclamation as follows, "Gentlemen, this house is my own, and no gentleman shall be interrupted in my house in time of his discourse; but after he has done, you may do as you please." Thank God, said I softly, that I have liberty once more to

warn sinners before I die. I then took my stand, and the house was so crowded that no one could sit down. Some hundreds were round about the door. I stood about two or three feet from the constable who had sworn so bitterlywhen he saw that I was the man, that he had so abused on the way, with so many threats and oaths, his countenance fell and he turned pale. I gave out a hymn, but no one offered to sing: I sung four lines, and kneeled down and prayed. When I arose, I preached with great liberty. I felt such power from God rest upon me, that I was above the fear of either men or devils, not regarding whether death or jail should be my lot Looking forward I saw a decent looking man trembling, and tears flowed in abundance, which I soon discovered was the case with many others: after preaching, I told them I expected they wanted to know by what authority I had come into that country to preach. I then told them my conviction, and conversion, the place of my nativity and place of residence also my call to the ministry, and that seven years I had laboured in God's vineyard; that I spent my own money and found and wore my own clothes, and that it was the love that I had for their precious souls for whom Christ died, that had induced me to come among them at the risque of my life; and then exhorted them to fly to Jesus the ark of safety, that all things were ready, to seek and they should find, to knock and it should be opened unto them. By this time the people were generally melted into tears. I then concluded, and told them on that day two weeks they might expect preaching again. I mounted my horse and set out with a friendly quaker, for a pilot. We had not rode above fifty yards, when I heard

one hollowing after us. I looked back, and saw. about fifty running after us. I then concluded that to jail I must go. We stopped, and when they came up," I crave your name,” said oneI told him, and so we parted. He was a justice of the peace, and was the person that I had taken notice of in time of preaching, and observed him to be in great anxiety of mind. No one offered me any violence; but they committed the next preacher, on that day two weeks, to the common jail. I went home with the kind quaker, where I tarried all night. I found that himself and wife were under serious impressions, and had had methodist preaching at their house. They were very kind, and we spent the evening in conversing on the things of God. Here A. C. one of our young preachers, met me, intending to go round the circuit with

me.

We set out for the next preaching place, where we found a small congregation. I had great liberty in preaching, and we had a blessed time. One woman fell to the floor. Brother C. was greatly tried at hearing the cries of the people.

Next day we went on to our next appointment, in a school-house, where we had a considerable congregation. I spake with great lib. erty two fell under the power of God, and when they came to, they had found peace. After class-meeting, we went home with one of our friends, and next day, preached at his house. The Lord attended the word with power, several cried aloud for mercy. In class we had a melting time, and two fell to the floor. This tried brother C. again, and he asked me why I did not command them to be silent. I told him that these people were not Jersey people, and I had not learned them to fall down and cry out,