to unite with this precious proposal, was a mistaken thing; but I believe not.  Strikingly in unison with all this was the evangelical and practical sermon of S. Treffry which followed, and my feelings in returning home and sitting down alone for a few minutes to seek a confirmation, were like a seal to all that I had heard in meeting.  This morning I am far from rich or lively, but seem bound neither to doubt nor to complain; but only and constantly to endeavor to submit every thought of my heart to my dear Saviour’s will; and thus, after many a tossing, I have been enabled to say,

    “I rest my soul on Jesus,—­
    This weary soul of mine.”

  There may I ever be, O Lord.

5th Mo. 13th.  First-day evening.  Oh that here I might once more set up my Ebenezer, and say, “Hitherto Thou hast helped me, O Lord.”  “My Father’s arms, and not my own, were those that held me fast.”  Ah! my own hold in the last fortnight has often relaxed, though many a heart-tendering evidence have I had that “He is faithful that hath promised.”  Yesterday morning when I awoke, dead as ever in myself, some sweet whisper of goodness at hand saluted my ear, and, oh, it was but a sound of the abundance of heavenly rain that soon made my heart overflow.

  8th Mo. 4th.  Letter to ——­

* * * At our Monthly Meeting, only a few words from ——­, advising young ones to be patient and submissive.  And surely we may well be thankful to learn so wholesome a lesson, seeing how many sorrows we have often brought upon ourselves by the contrary disposition, and how faithful is the promise that “the meek He will guide in judgment and teach His way.”  How contemptible, as well as sinful, that rebellious spirit sometimes appears (when we honestly weigh it) that wants to make in its own special favor exceptions to the wise management of our kind and gracious heavenly Father!  Oh, why should we prolong our woes by such perversity, when we feel at times as if it would be our highest joy to be what He would have us to be, and our very meat and drink to do His will?

8th Mo. 13th.  This evening we had a precious meeting indeed.  A solemn silence, in which much had been felt, was followed by a fervent prayer from ——.  Truly my heart’s response was, “Let thine own work praise thee.”  Do I write too much if I record the blessing of ability to crave for myself this evening an increased knowledge of and obedience to the Shepherd’s voice, and that no disguise of Satan may ever impose on me for this?

  9th Mo. 7th.  Letter to M.B.