SATURDAY, April 18.  About one o’clock this morning Abraham Funk came for me.  A man by the name of George Sellers met with the very sad accident of having his leg broken.  He had been in the Southern army, and with a company of others who, like himself, were trying to make their way to places within the Northern lines, and thus be out of the reach of further molestation, he met with this misfortune.  It happened in this way:  he was one of a company that was just leaving Abraham Funk’s by previous arrangement, about eleven o’clock in the night.  Near Abraham Funk’s house, about two miles west of Broadway, the road runs along the North Fork of the Shenandoah river, where the bank is probably one hundred feet high, and very steep.  This part of the road lay directly in the line of the company’s route, and, unfortunately, just as they got into the road, right at this very steep place on the bank of the river, an alarm of “Rebel scouts” seized the whole company, and all together they went down to the river’s edge, none seriously hurt except Mr. Sellers, who had his leg broken.  I made a frame this morning to hold the fractured parts in place, and hope he may do well.  We are keeping the whole matter a profound secret to save the life of a good man.  He was taken back to Abraham Funk’s, where he is at this time receiving treatment in secret from me.

SUNDAY, April 19.  Meeting at our meetinghouse.  Epistle of Jude is read.  Abraham Glick is with us, and likewise Solomon Sherfey, of Tennessee.  Go to Abraham Funk’s.  George Sellers is doing well.

SUNDAY, April 26.  Meeting at the Elk meetinghouse, in Page County, Virginia.  I speak from Heb. 2:3.  TEXT.—­"How shall we escape if we neglect so great salvation?"

I always feel embarrassed when I attempt to speak from this text.  The subject is so vast, and the matter so important, that my best efforts fall far below the just demands of my theme.  Nothing can properly be said to be saved which has never been lost or in danger of being lost.  And in every case where anything is saved, the greatness of the salvation depends upon the value of the thing saved, together with the measure of effort and sacrifice required to effect it.  Some years ago a very destructive fire was raging in the city of Pittsburg.  A gentleman, who claimed to have been an eyewitness of the fire, related the following incident to me.  He said the firemen had just rescued a family from a burning building, and thought they had all out, when one of the rescued ladies looking around screamed out, “O, save my Bessie!” “Where is she?” was cried out.  “In the north room up stairs!” A noble-hearted fireman, almost exhausted, risked his life to rescue what he of course supposed to be a child; but what was his indignant surprise on reaching the room, to find that the missing “Bessie” was only a pet cat!  The enraged fireman kicked the cat and cursed its mistress.  But his feelings would have been different had Bessie been a little child softly sleeping in its cradle.  This incident may help us to realize the truth contained in the statement already made, that the greatness of any salvation depends upon the value of the thing saved as well as upon the effort and sacrifice made to save it.