spoke in his church he would never enter it again.  At Bolton, notices of their meetings were torn down, but the town hall was packed notwithstanding, many going away, unable to get in.  The church here had also been refused them.  Angelina, in the course of her lecture, seized an opportunity to refer to their treatment, saying that if the people of her native city could see her lecturing in that hall because every church had been closed against the cause of God’s down-trodden creatures, they would clap their hands for joy, and say, “See what slavery is doing for us in the town of Bolton!”

She describes very graphically going two miles to a meeting on a dark and rainy night, when Sarah was obliged to remain at home on account of a cold, and Abby Kelly drove her in a chaise, and how nearly they came to being upset, and how they met men in flocks along the road, all going to the meeting.  She says:—­

“It seemed as if I could not realize they were going to hear me,” and adds:—­

“This was the first large meeting I ever attended without dear sister, and I wonder I did not feel desolate, for I knew not a creature there.  Nevertheless, the Lord strengthened me, and I spoke with ease for an hour and a quarter.”

But the incessant strain upon her nervous system, together with the fatigue and exposure of almost constant travelling, began to tell seriously on her health.  In October she frequently speaks of being “so tired,” of being “so glad to rest a day,” etc., until, all these warnings being unheeded, nature peremptorily called a halt.  In the beginning of November, after a week of unusual fatigue, having lectured six times in as many different places, they reached Hingham quite worn out.  Sarah, though still suffering with a cold, begged to lecture in her sister’s place, but Angelina had been announced, and she knew the people would be disappointed if she failed to appear.  When they entered the crowded hall, a lady seeing how unwell Angelina looked, seized both her hands and exclaimed:—­

“Oh, if you will only hold out to-night, I will nurse you for a week!”

She did hold out for an hour and a half, and then sank back exhausted, and was obliged to leave the lecture unfinished.  This was the beginning of an illness which lasted, with its subsequent convalescence, through the remainder of the year.  Their good friends, Samuel and Eliza Philbrick, brought the sisters to their beautiful home in Brookline, and surrounded them with every care and comfort kind hearts could suggest.  Sarah then found how very weary she was also, and how opportune was this enforced rest.

“Thus,” wrote Angelina some weeks afterwards to Jane Smith, “thus ended our summer campaign.  Oh, how delightful it was to stretch my weary limbs on a bed of ease, and roll off from my mind all the heavy responsibilities which had so long pressed upon it, and, above all, to feel in my soul the language, ‘Well done.’  It was luxury indeed, well worth the toil of months.”