“At the two o’clock class, many were in tears; while others testified of the Lord’s goodness.  We were, as one of the little hills of Zion, refreshed by the dew from above.  In the evening I remained at home, intending, if the way opened, to go and see my cousin Elizabeth, who is very ill.  John is recovering; Eliza is still unwell, but I will leave them in the Lord’s hands.—­A little before six, I left my cousin Elizabeth much better, and happy in God.  She told me that in the night she could scarcely refrain from singing:—­

  ’Here we raise our voices higher,
  Shout in the refiner’s fire,
  Clap our hands amid the flame,
  Glory give to Jesus’ name.’

“On analysing the feelings of my heart, I find a disposition to brood over trifling grievances; this robs my peace, and encourages an unfavourable opinion of those who occasion them.  This is surely some of the filthiness of the spirit from which I must be cleansed:  I feel ashamed of it; Lord, deliver me.—­Have been to see Fanny McD.  She is very ill in body, but when asked respecting her soul, she said, ’I have had a feast to-day while alone with Jesus, my Redeemer.’  She is one of the Lord’s jewels, like Lazarus, enclosed in a casket of rags.  After hearing Mr. Vevers preach from ’we must all appear at the judgment-seat of Christ,’ I dreamt I saw the heavens melting with fervent heat.  I felt no condemnation, but began to pray earnestly.  The impression, which this has made on my mind, has awakened increased earnestness—­A stranger came into the class, who was much affected; gladly would I have travelled in birth for her, until Christ was formed in her heart; but our time was limited, and she went mourning away.  From thence I went to Albion Street School, to converse with some of the children; several of them wept.  In the evening I attended St. John’s Church.  I can enjoy a Gospel ministry in the church, as well as the chapel:  true religion destroys every wall of partition.—­I received a very affecting letter from cousin Penelope.  Elizabeth is in a very afflicted, but happy state.  During the night I have been wakeful, and much drawn out in prayer; but felt reproved for having purchased something which I could have done without.  I acknowledge my weakness.  May the Lord give me a deeper sense of my responsibility, as the steward of His manifold gifts.—­Retired from the bustle of the city to Eastfield House.  I took a walk to the village, and called to see Miss H. on my way to the class-meeting.  We joined in social prayer, when my friend exclaimed, ‘I will believe, I do believe.’  It was a blessed season;—­a time of the breaking of bonds.—­Cousin Samuel came with a gig, to convey me to Sinnington.  I found my dear cousin ready to take her flight to a better world; or as she herself says: 

  ’Gladly would I flee away,
  Loosed from earth, no longer stay.’