SUNDAY, November 21. To-day we have our first meeting in the new meetinghouse at the Plains. Hebrews twelfth chapter is read.
FRIDAY, November 26. Start for Pendleton and Hardy Counties. Stay all night with Brother Jack Ratchford and his son Hugh Ratchford, on top of the Shenandoah mountain, where we have an evening meeting for prayer and exhortation. Cloudy and cold.
SATURDAY, November 27. Come to Peter Warnstaff’s. No meeting appointed. Clean John Pope’s clock. Fix Mrs. Warnstaff’s clocks, and stay there all night. Snows to-night.
SUNDAY, November 28. Meeting at Warnstaff’s tanyard. Speak on 1 Cor. 1:30. Dine at Peter Warnstaff’s. I am always refreshed by visiting this worthy and intelligent family, composed of Peter Warnstaff, his sister Susanna, and their widowed mother. I can never depart from their house without breathing a prayer for blessings upon them. Night meeting at Lough’s church. Speak on John 14:6. Stay all night at Joel Siple’s near the top of the South Fork mountain. Joel Siple is raising an intelligent and industrious family.
MONDAY, November 29. Come to John Borer’s on the South Mill Creek. Preach his wife’s funeral. Meet Brother Michael Lion and Brother Martain Cosner there. We all stay over night at Brother John Judy’s.
TUESDAY, November 30. Meeting at John Judy’s. The two brethren Cosner and Lion speak to good acceptance, on John 3:14. Come to Isaac Judy’s, and stay all night.
WEDNESDAY, December 1. Dine at Manasseh Judy’s. Manasseh Judy always meets me with a pleasant face, such as makes me feel at home in his house. After dinner, fix his clock, and cross the mountain to John Davis’s, in Hardy County. Night meeting at Zion church. Stay at Davis’s all night.
THURSDAY, December 2. Spend most of the day at the widow Peggy Dasher’s. In evening go to Nimrod Judy’s, where we have night meeting, and spend the night.
FRIDAY, December 3. Get home.
THURSDAY, December 23. Perform the marriage ceremony of John Driver and Rebecca Kline, at the house of her father, David Kline, at half past three P.M.
FRIDAY, December 31. I have traveled this year 5,674 miles. I am at home, at the home of my life in the body; but I am not at home as to the life of my spirit.
As on the verge of life I stand,
And view the scene on either hand,
My soul would here no longer stay.
I long to wing my flight away.
Where Jesus dwells I long to be:
I long my much loved Lord to see:
Earth, twine no more about my heart:
It is far better to depart.


