large city, but to be both poor and black, as was the condition of the majority of our friends in New York, was indeed a terrible calamity.  Every class, no matter how worthless they might be, would be allowed to rent a house in preference to a colored man.  The consequence was, our people were crowded back into the most unhealthy alleys, in old dilapidated tenements unfit for human beings to dwell in, and such as could not be disposed of to any other class of people.  I am happy to say, however, that a favorable change has taken place in New York, since the time of which I am speaking.  Capitalists have noted the good reputation of the colored people as tenants, and have of late erected good dwellings for their accommodation.  In Hamilton there was none of that wretchedness and squalid poverty, nor any of that drunken rowdyism so common in Eastern cities, perceivable among the colored people.

Our conference was largely attended by all classes, both black and white, —­many of the latter invited the Bishop with his associates to their dwellings to dine, indeed we seldom took a meal at our lodgings, so constantly were we solicited by friends to accompany them home.

We also found many fugitive slaves in that city, many of whom were intelligent mechanics.  Some of them took us about the place, showing us the different buildings they were engaged in erecting; quite a number were employed in building a church which appeared to be done in a workman-like manner.

In the meantime our meeting was progressing in a very interesting manner, and when the closing services were commenced, the house was filled to overflowing; still many could not be accommodated.  The preaching was solemn and impressive, and it really seemed to me that the glory of God filled the house in which we worshipped; saints rejoiced and shouted “glory to God, in the highest,” while sinners trembled and cried out, “what must we do to be saved from the wrath to come.”  There were several hopeful conversions during the session of conference; and after its close we spent one day in making social calls, and viewing the city and its surroundings.

Burlington Bay makes an excellent harbor for shipping, while Burlington Heights loom up on the north in all their wild and terrific grandeur.  Near the bay resides Mr. McNab, so notorious in the history of the Canadian revolution.  We went in a large company to look at his beautiful grounds and residence, over which we were politely conducted by his amiable lady.

It was indeed a lordly mansion, with its surroundings laid out in the English style of princely magnificence.