blessed Sabbath to me; it was good at the morning prayer-meeting;—­good in the forenoon;—­good to visit the house of mourning;—­and good to point to Jesus some old women who desired to behold Him.—­I have this day surrendered my Sabbath class into the hands of Mrs. H., during her stay in York, having latterly had so little time for reading, and she desires employment.—­The perusal of some of my old MS.S. has been the means of rousing my spirit.  Save me, O God, from spiritual sloth; I see the danger; may I fear it more than ever, never looking at others, but always looking unto Thee.—­The month of my nativity.  My obligations to God are twelve months deeper, and myself a bankrupt—­dependant upon the bounty of providence, and abased under a sense of my ingratitude, nevertheless my purpose is to live for God alone:  my faith strengthens, and I have a little love—­

  ’Tis but a drop, O might it grow. 
  And all my happy soul o’erflow!”

“I accompanied my husband to Harrogate, where I now write, having secured a quiet retired spot which just suits me.  Help me, Lord, to improve the opportunity which this quietude affords.  I can truly say my soul longs for God; yea, for the living God.—­Much liberty in family prayer.  I was drawn out on behalf of the visitors who were about to leave in the forenoon.  The old gentleman seemed affected.  Tears came into his eyes when I bade him farewell.  He thanked us for all our favours, which could only refer to our presenting him at the throne of grace—­a duty we owe to all men.  O Lord, help me more faithfully to discharge it!—­Went to Goldsbro’; and accompanied Mrs. D. to see a neighbour, who was deeply affected under the sermon the previous Sabbath.  Our visit was welcomed, and after a little conversation we got upon our knees, when the Lord was very present.  Mrs. W., the person upon whom we called, pressed us much to go again, which we did after tea, before we left the place.  She then expressed her confidence in God, and determined to cast in her lot among the people of God.

“Sinnington.  I was much pressed in spirit to visit a certain family in the village, and got cousin P. to accompany me.  My errand was to urge the parents to seek the Lord.  It was a softening time.  The Lord opened my mouth, and enlarged my heart.  Both the master and mistress wept.  Oh! that it may not be as the morning cloud and early dew.  I feel hope.

  The message of mercy came wrapp’d in disease,
  Destroying my comfort, and spoiling my ease;
  Enclosed in the foldings a jewel I found,
  And a circlet of diamonds encompass’d it round;
  I eagerly seiz’d it, and read on the seal
  A name newly graven, I cannot reveal;
  But, where it is present, no sorrow can dwell,
  Affliction is welcome, and all must be well.