“Mr. and Mrs. Isaac came.  The ravages of disease were painfully evident in him; and on the following morning while breakfasting with us, he had another attack of paralysis.  So uncertain is all on earth.—­On my return from Sinnington, as I was sauntering in the streets of Malton, expecting to meet my husband, a person tapped me on the shoulder, and asked me if I was not Richard Burdsall’s daughter, and being answered in the affirmative, pressed me to dine with him.  So ‘the memory of the just is blessed.’  I have enjoyed a sweet calm, and prayerful spirit.

“Acomb.—­Visited some of the dear people, among whom I was much encouraged.  At the prayer-meeting Mr. R. requested me to speak to a person, whom he believed to be seeking the Lord.  With some reluctance I did so.  When I addressed him, he said, ’O I am miserable, there is no mercy for me.’  I bid him pray; immediately he began to cry aloud, and obtained some comfort, but not confidence.—­Had a very profitable interview with Mrs. C., and from thence went to the chapel.  There the glorious Lord was as ‘broad rivers and streams’ to us.  I felt the overwhelming power of saving grace.  About half-past ten I retired to rest; and while engaged in prayer, was drawn out on behalf of several friends, and especially for the young man, who was so deeply distressed on Friday evening.  Thus the Lord puts us in mind of our fellow-pilgrims, and teaches us to care for each other.—­This morning the young man sent for Mr. R., wishing to see him, and to inform him of the happy change wrought in his heart by the Spirit of God.  Mr. R. being out, an interview was fixed for the afternoon.  He came, and the rapture he was in exceeded anything I ever witnessed.  He stated, that on the preceding night he retired to his own room about ten o’clock; took his Bible, and on his knees at his bedside, was praying till about eleven.  When he came to the last verse, ’He that believeth on the Son of God hath life,’ &c., he resolved within himself, I will believe:  and immediately the power was given him.  He rose from his knees ‘rejoicing with a joy unspeakable, and full of glory;’ and went down stairs to tell his fellow-servants, that he had found the pearl of great price, and how easy it was to believe:  wishing them to share in the blessedness he felt.  He added, ‘O praise the Lord, O my soul!’ ’My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit rejoiceth In God my Saviour!’—­After meeting my class in the city, I started home, not intending to visit the absent members:  but being deeply pressed in spirit I returned, and calling upon one and another, found one in deep sorrow.  I feel thankful I obeyed the inward impulse.—­Saw old Fanny, laid on the bed of affliction, and surrounded with poverty; but praising the Lord.  She said, ’Praise the Lord, I feel Him precious!  Glory be to God, my prospect is as clear as noonday!  I can meditate upon His goodness, when I am by myself, in the night season:  yet the enemy tempts me