entertain much respect, as they are well known to contribute
largely towards the corruption of the public morals. But I now return to
my subject, and proceed at once to the experiment which I made at
different periods and in different provinces.

I twice sallied forth alone and on horseback, and bent my course to a
distant village. On my arrival, which took place just after the _siesta_
or afternoon's nap had concluded, I proceeded in both instances to the
market-place, where I spread a horse-cloth on the ground, upon which I
deposited my books. I then commenced crying with a loud voice:
'Peasants, peasants, I bring you the Word of God at a cheap price. I
know you have but little money, but I bring it you at whatever you can
command, at four or three _reals_, according to your means.' I thus went
on till a crowd gathered round me, who examined the books with attention,
many of them reading aloud, but I had not long to wait. In both
instances my cargo was disposed of almost instantaneously, and I mounted
my horse without a question being asked me, and returned to my temporary
abode lighter than I came. These instances occurred in Castile and
Galicia, near the towns of Santiago and Valladolid.

It is the firm conviction of the writer from subsequent experience that
every village in Spain will purchase Testaments, from twenty to sixty,
according to its circumstances. During the last two months of his
sojourn in Spain he visited about forty villages, and in only two
instances was his sale less than thirty copies in each. The two villages
which he alludes to were Mocejon in the Sagra of Toledo, and Torre
Lodones about four leagues from Madrid in the road which leads to the
Guadarama hills. The last village is indeed a mere wretched assemblage
of huts, the inhabitants of which labour under the most squalid poverty,
owing to the extreme niggardness of the neighbouring soil, which consists
almost entirely of rock from which scarcely anything can be gathered, so
that the people are proverbially thieves. Only three copies of the
sacred volume were purchased in this unhappy place, and only nine in the
comparatively rich village of Mocejon--which, it is true, was visited on
the day of a festival, when the inhabitants were too much occupied with
dancing and other amusements to entertain any serious thoughts.

There are at the present moment about two thousand copies of the New
Testament in Madrid. It appears to the wri