As these side meetings, as I chose to call them, were multiplied, and awakened general interest in their several localities, we found the meetings at the chapel also gained in numbers and spiritual power.  Soon the people began to talk of a revival, and pray for its speedy coming.  Nor was it long delayed.  The work began at one of the side meetings, where an old backslider was led back to the cross.  The next evening, in another part of the settlement, there were three seekers at the altar.  The Sabbath now intervened, and it was deemed advisable to open meetings in the chapel during the ensuing week.  Here the meetings were held nightly for four weeks.  As a result, seventy-five persons professed conversion.

The working force of the Mission was now put into a more thorough organization.  Several new classes were formed and the old ones carefully organized, making six in all.  A Sunday School was established, bringing into its promising field the latent talent of the church.

But we had hardly got our home work fully in hand, when there came an invitation from Stockbridge, several miles below, to extend our labors into that settlement.  There had been a Congregational Mission among the Stockbridge nation for many years, but its condition was not very promising.

The chapel was located in the central portion of the reservation, and the Mission was now in charge of Dr. Marsh, a gentleman of education and ability.  He divided his time, however, between the ministerial and medical professions, and, as a result, the spiritual interests necessarily languished.

During the progress of our revival in Brothertown, Brother David Wiggins, who had recently removed to Stockbridge, had been accompanied to the meeting by several of his neighbors, and they had been converted.  This fact will explain the invitation now given.  We accepted, and a meeting was opened, using the residence of Brother Wiggins as a temporary chapel.  The meetings, however, had hardly been commenced, when there came a remonstrance from Dr. Marsh.  The remonstrance, which was expressed in very emphatic terms, assumed that I had no right to embrace any portion of the Stockbridge reservation in my field of labor.  But what was I to do?  Some of our own sheep had gone down into Goshen to find pasturage, and now a few of the lambs of a strange flock had come to us seeking care and sustenance.  Must these be left to the bleak winds that were evidently sweeping around them, to chill their warm blood in their veins and cause them to perish in the wilderness?  My answer was respectful but decided.  Having been placed, by what seemed to be a providential intervention, in charge of these souls, I could not withdraw my oversight.  The Doctor laid the matter before the Presiding Elder, but he refused to interfere, and thus the matter ended.  In due time a class was formed, Brother Wiggins was appointed its leader, and several souls was brought to Christ.