At Charleroi, where they arrived on the 22d, they enjoyed Christian association of the most interesting kind, especially with Pastors Poinsot and Jaccard, and with Marzial, who followed them from Brussels.  They seem to have found much more of the life of religion among the newly-awakened in Belgium than they had expected.

We have, says J.Y., good reason to believe that the burden we have so long felt for the inhabitants in some parts of Belgium was laid upon us by our Divine Master, who is now pleased to make way for us to throw it off; thanks be to his great name.

From Charleroi they went by Liege to Spa, where they procured a lodging in order to enjoy a period of needful rest.  The tracts they gave away on the road were received with eagerness.  Adolphe handed them out freely right and left, and when any one hesitated to take them, a significant nod from the postillion never failed to secure a ready reception.

The country from Namur to Liege, writes John Yeardley, and particularly from Liege to Spa, is beautiful, the road running along the banks of the Meuse, amid wooded rocks.  These are the works of my Heavenly Father, but I sigh after the workmanship of his hands, created after his own image.

Passing over several incidents of religious intercourse and labor, we select a circumstance which illustrates the state of the country, and of their own feelings in relation to it.

Under date of Spa, the 2nd of the Eighth Month, John Yeardley says:—­

My M.Y. made acquaintance with an interesting young woman in a shop, and gave her some of the Scripture Extracts.  She came to us last evening, and remained some time conversing on the Romish religion.  She had never seen the Bible.  When we asked her what was the nature of the mass, she said she did not understand it, but she attended it because others did.  We gave her the Bible used by ourselves, having no other at our disposal.  Her eyes sparkled with joy at the newly-acquired treasure.  Her heart is touched by the Spirit of God, and I humbly hope her eyes will be enlightened to seek for strength independently of her blind guides.  I never saw and felt more sensibly the awful account the priests will have to give for thus deceiving the people in the things which belong to their salvation.

On the 3rd they quitted Belgium, and proceeded to Bonn.  Here they had the pleasure of meeting their old friend, Charles Majors, formerly of Strasburg.  In a walk which they took with him, they renewed the sweet intercourse of former days.

8 mo. 5.—­We took a walk with Majors and his family to the top of “Mount Calvary,” and mounted a steep hill pitched with sharp stones, on which the poor Romanists go barefooted, repeating prayers at each station, supposed to be as many as the times when our Lord rested when bearing his cross from the gate of Jerusalem to Mount Calvary.  Having descended, we sat down at the foot of a cross, and spoke of Him who bore our sins on the cross in his own body.  A desire was felt and expressed that the little company might ever dwell near to Him who died on the cross.