It is often the consideration of my heart, What has brought me into this country? what have I done? what am I doing? and what have I to do?  The enemy is not wanting to distress my poor mind on the point of these four important queries.  But to the first I can answer, An humble submission to what I believe to be the leadings of Divine Wisdom.  To the second, through the assistance of never-failing love, I have done what I could and have found peace.  To the third, I am desirous through divine aid to do what I can; and to the fourth, which refers to the future, I must commit it into the hands of the Judge of the whole earth, who alone is able to guide my feet in the sure path.  I feel in the present moment desirous to keep eternity continually before my view, and to let outward things hang more fully on the dependence of Him who suffers not a sparrow to fall to the ground without his notice. (11 mo. 30.)

12 mo, 1.—­The reading meeting this evening has been a precious time.  Our spirits have been much tendered in reading some account of the lives and deaths of our worthy Friends recorded in Sewel’s History.  Tears so overpowered the reader and the hearers, that the reading was at times obliged to be suspended until we had given relief to our feelings.

In addition to this meeting, John Yeardley established another for the young, to be held on Fourth-day evening, “in which they might improve themselves in reading, and acquire a knowledge of the principles of the Society, with other branches of useful information.”  The young women were to bring their work; and it was his delight to interrupt the reading with religious instruction, and such remarks as a father makes for the improvement and gratification of his children.  We see him here for the first time in a character in which he was well known to the present generation in various parts of England, viz., as an instructor and guide of the youth.  In noticing in his Diary the formation of the Youths’ Meeting at Pyrmont, he comments with pleasure on the innocent cheerful manners of his audience, and on the advantages which might be looked for from this kind of social intercourse.

The last entry in this year records an occasion of near approach to the throne of grace in prayer in the little congregation at Pyrmont.

12 mo. 29, First-day.—­A most remarkable season of divine favor in our evening assembly.  The awe which I had felt over my spirit the whole of the day, and not feeling freedom to break my mind in the meeting in the morning, induced me to look to the evening opportunity with fear and trembling, which indeed is always the case when I feel the Master’s hand upon me.  The most solemn act of worship, that of public supplication, so powerfully impressed my mind, that I believed it right to yield to the motion, which I humbly trust was done in due reverence and humility of soul.  Our spirits were so humbled under feelings of good that it seemed as if the secrets