sin to holiness, which has to be effected, what a baptism may I not have yet to be baptized with, and what perils to pass through!  Oh, if it might please my heavenly Father to shorten and hasten the process, and deliver me from earth and its dangers into a changeless state of safety and peace in His dear presence!  But I do believe He would rather be glorified by living Christians than by only dying penitents.  A watchful, holy life is His delight.  Oh that this high calling may not be slighted or cast away!  The near approach of my birthday has led me to look back over the brief notes of twelve months.  The interesting details we have received of the Yearly Meeting remind me of what I felt at the conclusion of the last.  The Lord has again been with the Church’s gathering, faithful as of old, and, where seats were vacant, hath filled His people with joy.

6th Mo. 5th.  I wish simply to record how last night, when in bed, I was favored with a calm, watchful frame, and lay enjoying the mental repose till long after my usual hour of sleep.  This morning at breakfast-time it was renewed, with a sweet sense of the willingness of our heavenly Father to enable His children to serve Him.  He made them for that end:  it is His will that they should do so.  It cannot be that He will refuse them the indispensable assistance.  How sweet was this feeling! but hurry, and too much care about little things, sadly dissipated me in the day.  This evening I have had a gracious gift of some of those Sabbath feelings again, after reading the seventeenth chapter of Jeremiah.  The verses referring to the Sabbath-day, and bearing no burden therein, were solemnly instructive.  The utter inability of my natural heart to attain or retain such a state shows me the necessity of all being done for me through faith in Divine power, “His name, through faith in His name.”  Oh for watchfulness unto prayer continually, and that the cumber of earth may be cast away!  “Take heed that your flight be not in the winter,” has been my watchword, though how imperfectly obeyed! and if, through infinite mercy, the season be changing, if He who has faithfully kept me from utter death there-through is beginning to give me more of rest, oh, let me never forget the solemn addition, “neither on the Sabbath day.”

6th Mo. 13th. * * * I wish now to record the very solemn and encouraging visit of James Jones from America to our meeting this day.  How wondrously did he speak of trials and afflictions, and the necessity of entire resignation through all!  Though oceans of discouragement and mountains of difficulty loom up before thee, thou wilt be brought through the depths dry-shod, and be enabled to adopt the language, “What ailed thee, O thou sea, that thou fleddest, and ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams?” Thou wilt be “led through green pastures, and beside still waters,” speaking of the call to service in the Church, which he believed was to some