Hand who shutteth the lion's mouth; and quencheth the violence of fire." I am a monument of Sovereign Grace, and rich mercy; and stand resigned to suffer and do the Will of God, if it be ever so painful to accomplish it, if I am only kept from evil all the days of my pilgrimage while I am journeying up and down among birds of prey.

I have been twelve nights at Phoebe Taylor's, whom I think a merciful woman, and among the number of the best Methodists in this place. I had a comfortable meeting in the Court-house, among a number of young merchants, who paid great attention to what the Lord enabled me to bring out of His Treasury; and visited the Jail, and had three meetings with the Africans, who principally were slaves, who rejoiced at the sound of the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ, which was much satisfaction to me; as well as several other meetings roundabout, that I believe will not be labour in vain.

Faith is a precious thing; the Lord increase my Faith, and confirm my Hope, and perfect me in Love that surpasseth all things for its illumination. [Albany, 24th 7th mo. 1805.]

Three of my own sex gave me fifteen dollars, and I set off to Utica, ninety-six miles, which was a long ride for the first day. After I had gone into the Inn, a poor woman and three children, came to ask a drink of water. They told her to go the bar for it, but she returned back, saying, "No one is there." My Merciful Jesus bid me rise and carry this woman a glass of water, which I did immediately and while I stood by her, a solemn awe clothed my mind, which when I sat down, affected my heart so much, that it seemed like a dagger run into me. I enquired of my Master Jesus what ailed her, and He replied, that "She has no money, and thou must go and see in the yard for her." I went directly, and saw her wringing her hands in the yard, crying out, "Whatever shall I do? whatever shall I do?" "What is the matter with thee" said I, to which she answered, "I am here a stranger, and know not any person, and I have not one

shilling in the world, and have one hundred miles to go, to my husband, who is at a new plantation. I have come one hundred miles, where we have moved from, and yesterday I had my pocket book, with my money; but have lost it, and yet I know not how or where!" I went into supper, being sent for, with a pitiful tale, to the company who eat with me, which consisted of eight merchants, and one female; but no impression could be made on any heart, by my arguments of wo, to alleviate the wretched situation of this poor woman, and her three children! therefore, my Gracious God moved my soul to go and give her a part of my money, with this message, "I can but tell thee of one Friend, and that is God; take this money, and He who has provided this for thee to-day, will provide for thee to-morrow: trust in Him." I suppose this person was as much astonished as she could be; for she had got into the waggon to set off, the sun being gone down. What a compassionate Friend is our Heavenly Father! and how mindful is He of all His creatures, who are scattered up and down over the earth! having always servants at hand, to do His Work for Him; unless He intends to honour any of His children, with His extraordinary Love, as He did when He led through the Red Sea six hundred thousand men, besides women and children, for whom the waves divided at the Presence of Jehovah, who appointed them at the first their secret bars.

The 26th I got to Vernon, and was introduced to Calvin Young, who was Innkeeper there. The stranger that requested Calvin Young to be a father to me, came passenger from Utica, and was like a brother to me, rewarding the mercy I manifested the day before. How many times we lose the blessing of God, for want of searching out the miseries of mankind, and supplying them out of our little stock, which is the Lord's, to do his Will!

The 27th of 7th mo. 1805, Calvin Young said he would go with me to Oneida Castle, to see the Indians of the Six Nations, and particularly Skanando, the oldest Chief, who was a great favourite of his, from his sobriety. Before I

went, I enquired of Calvin Young, what I was in debt to him, having had lodgings and three meals: but his answer was, "I am paid." Who has paid thee? said I; my friend replied, "All I have is lent, and so long as you can be of service to the Indians, you are welcome to stay at my house as a daughter; and I will be to you as a father." This so astonished me, that I could not say more than this at the time, "I am glad thou dost consider all thou hast as lent;" he then assured me, that I "Was welcome to a horse, or a chaise, and that I should have the company of him, or his wife, or daughters, any time when I wanted to ride out;" so that I was humbled to the dust, and saw the fulfilment of the promise of the Lord immediately; for this man was no professor of religion, but stumbling thereat; because the ministers who were in this part, he said, "Were no better than others, and if he ever were converted it should be by a woman's preaching, which gave me to believe the Lord had sent me to his house to seek after his precious soul, being a merciful kind-hearted man. We had a pleasant ride to the Chief's house, which was a good framed building of wood, painted red, two stories high, and two rooms on a floor. nando, the Chief, was pleased to see me, and shewed me his wife, introduced his children, grand-children, and great-grand-children with joy and happiness, such I presume, as we do not expect, when we look at their condition, as the heathen. Skanando tried to number his posterity by counting his fingers many times over, and then laughed heartily, and cried out, "I cannot tell :" for I made this enquiry, "How many children, and grand-children hast thou?" My soul was so highly gratified, that I gave Skanando a pair of red stone silver buttons, which was the only thing I had belonging to my honoured mother, who was dead: for the Chief had a shirt on, with his sleeves hanging loose, and was without any coat at this time. He was ninety-five, or six years old, and put his hands together, desiring to live to be one hundred; lifting up his eyes to Heaven, with a blessed smile. My friend

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C. Young told me that Skanando was never once intoxicated, and was looked unto with great respect, as king of those Six Nations. The wife of this Chief went into the garden and plucked me seven ears of corn just ripe, saying, "Seven is a goodly number, must have seven :” being pleased with some spoons and coffee, with a tin boiler, which I had given her. I told my friend Calvin Young to leave me till the evening, among them, and I would go from hat to hut: so he did, and I went to one house which was very neat, with a curtain bed, whose husband was a Frenchman, and she was handsome, and had some beautiful children: but was very dirty for want of washing herself, which I made a move for her to do. I was happy to see my friend, when he came for me; having not eat any thing all the day; and rejoiced much in my heart, that my eyes have seen this people, which had many times been shown me in a vision by the Lord, who has brought me here to see a part of the workmanship of His Hand; whom our Lord Jesus Christ died for, when He yielded up His Soul an Offering for sin: but I was much distressed with seeing a number of drunken Indians, who came this night and lay in the ditch: I thought the devil sent them; for they came and lay down close by the Inn where I was. I counted six who were yelling like wild beasts; and had it not been for the goodness of my God, who sent a number of young neat squaws, well dressed, on horse back, I think my mind would not have been able to support under the wretchedness of those miserable Indians, who were levelled with the beasts by their shameful conduct.

One woman, of the name of Tally, was among the squaws, who came early this morning, and she told me, that "She had been to see a new prophet, which has risen up from among an Indian tribe two hundred miles off. Tally said, that this prophet told her, He was formerly very wicked and much given to strong drink; but being sick for three years, he became sober, and one day as he sat by the bed side, one knocked at the door, which the

prophet opened, and saw a person standing, who enquired if he loved God? to which the prophet answered, "Yes I do," then said the stranger, "You must go with me," to which the prophet agreed and went out, and saw other two, like the person who rapped at the door, who joined them, which he believes to be three angels. The old Indian prophet said, that after they led him some distance from his habitation, they commanded him to look down, where was presented to his view Jesus crucified, which he gazed at some time." Tally then stopped, and hung down her head with eyes full of tears, that she prevented with her fingers, until the fountains flowed over, which affected me so much, that I gave her my handkerchief to wipe the tears away, saying, Tally, keep it for my sake: believing she was sensible of the Love of a Dying Jesus. We both sat silent, weeping very much, and I felt my soul drawn out in fervent supplication that this young Indian woman might feel the virtue of His Death. What undescribable peace did I feel, while hearing of the conversion of this pagan? how was my soul overcome with love also to Tally, whom I requested to proceed when the torrent had got vent from her eyes? I never felt before as at this time, when we wept in solemn silence, respecting the Crucifixion of the Blessed Jesus. At last Tally broke the silence, lifting up her head, and opening her eyes, "The angels, said Tally, led the prophet further, and shewed him a large pit, which was called hell, where he saw the wicked fight, and quarrel, while they appeared drinking and in wickedness, as on earth. After this he was conducted to a place of happiness, called Heaven, where he saw God the Father, and Jesus Christ, sitting at His Right Hand of Glory in perfect bliss, among the angels." Tally intimated, that the prophet did not continue long in this blessed state, but was conveyed back again by the angels, to his own house, where they left him, commanding him to "Refrain from sin, and go and preach to his brethren the Indians." I asked Tally how long she was at this prophet's house and she answered,