nd respect.

"As I was expected, the utmost order, cleanliness, and quiet, prevailed
throughout the camp; and all were dressed in their best clothes to
receive me. The arrangement of my congregation was much the same as the
preceding evening. I spoke to them of the blessed Jesus; his birth, his
ministry, his death, passion, and grace; and his glory at his second
coming _in the clouds of heaven_, _to judge the world in righteousness_.
I spoke also of death, and of the immortality of the soul.

"I had not proceeded far in my lecture, before several farmers and
passengers, some on horse back, and others on foot, joined my
congregation.

"Before concluding my address, I said, 'It may seem singular to some of
you that a stranger should interest himself on your behalf in the way I
have done; and it might be expected that I should give some reasons for
doing as I have. My chief reason is a sense of duty. Gipsies have long
been neglected, and left to perish in their sins; but Gipsies have souls
equally precious as others, and of equal price in the sight of God. Who,
I asked, cares for the souls of Gipsies? who uses means for their
instruction in righteousness? Yet must it be equally our duty to care
for them, and to endeavour their conversion and happiness, as to plan
societies, obtain subscriptions, and send out missionaries to the
heathen.'

"I said, moreover, that, 'supposing, when I first saw your camp, I had
rode by you on the other side, and taken no notice of you, nor felt an
interest in your welfare; and after that, had met you at the bar of
judgment; what would have been the language with which you might have
addressed me at that awful period? Might you not have charged the misery
of your eternal condemnation upon me, and said, The curse we are doomed
to bear, thoughtless man, might, perchance, have been prevented by you?
You saw us when riding by our camp lying in ignorance, and unbelief: you
might have rode up to us, and imparted instruction to our perishing
souls; because to you were committed the oracles of God, and you knew the
way to heaven. But, no, _cruel man_, our state excited in you no
compassion, or desire for our salvation. In your conduct there was no
imitation of your Lord and Master. Go, cruel man, and if heaven you
enter, let your felicity be embittered by the recollection of neglect to
the Gipsy wanderers, whom Providence had placed in your way, that you
might direct them to God, but whi