The following notes of his first foreign journey after the loss of sight cannot but be of special interest, showing with what zest and enjoyment he threw himself into all his undertakings for Christ:—­

“Saturday, February 12, 1910.—­The crossing has been quite rough enough.  I slept very little, and it was with real difficulty that I shambled through the long railway depot to my train for Rotterdam.  At eight o’clock was woke up from a sound sleep with a startling feeling.  It is a pity I could not have slept on.  Fixed up at the old hotel six floors up (the Mass Hotel).  Very fair accommodation, but a little difficult to get anything to eat, that is, such as meet my queer tastes and habits.  Nevertheless, on the principle of ‘any port in a storm,’ I have had much worse accommodation.

“Sunday, February 13, 1910.—­Had a wonderful day.  Far ahead of anything experienced before in this place.  My opinion about it is jotted down in The War Cry.  I had, as I thought, remarkable power on each of the three occasions, and finished off at ten o’clock far less exhausted than I frequently am.  Still, I scarcely got into my rooms before the giddiness came on in my head very badly, and continued off and on until ten the next morning.  I can’t account for it.  It may be my stomach, or it may have something to do with the rocking of the steamer on Friday night.  It may be what the doctors fear, my overtaxed brain, or it may be something else.  Whatever it is, it is very awkward while it lasts.  Fifty-seven souls for the day.

“Monday, February 14, 1910.—­Left by the 12:37 p.m. train for Groningen.  Slept a good bit of the way.  Arrived about 5:12 p.m.  Reception very remarkable, considering the population is only some 78,000.  It was one of the most remarkable greetings I have ever had in any part of the world.  There must have been getting on for a couple of thousand people in the station itself, who had each paid five cents for a platform ticket, and outside 5,000 is a low estimate.  Everybody very friendly.

“Entertained by the Governor’s wife’s sister.  The Meeting was as wonderful as the reception.  Immense hall.  Could not be less than 1,500 people packed into it on one floor.  I talked for an hour and three-quarters.  Colonel Palstra, my translator, did splendidly, the people listening spellbound; not a soul moved until the last minute, when three or four went out for some reason or other.  It was a wonderful time.  Settled to sleep about 11:30 p.m. not feeling any worse.

“Tuesday, February 15, 1910.—­Had a fair night’s sleep.  The strange feelings in the head continue off and on, and the fact that they don’t pass off, in connexion with the entreaties of the Chief, and those about me, made me consent to give up the Officers’ Council I was proposing to hold at Amsterdam next week, putting on Lectures