our arrival.

And as I stood somewhat apart, the young girl of whom I have spoken so
often came up to me, and holding out her hand, said, 'Farewell, young
man, wherever thou goest.' Then, after looking around her, she said, 'It
was all true you told me. Yesterday I received a letter from him thou
wottest of; he is coming soon. God bless you, young man; who would have
thought thou knewest so much!'

So, after we had taken our farewell of the good family, we departed,
proceeding in the direction of Wales. Peter was very cheerful, and
enlivened the way with godly discourse and spiritual hymns, some of which
were in the Welsh language. At length I said, 'It is a pity that you did
not continue in the Church; you have a turn for Psalmody, and I have
heard of a man becoming a bishop by means of a less qualification.'

'Very probably,' said Peter; 'more the pity. But I have told you the
reason of my forsaking it. Frequently, when I went to the church door, I
found it barred, and the priest absent; what was I to do? My heart was
bursting for want of some religious help and comfort; what could I do? as
good Master Rees Pritchard observes in his "Candle for Welshmen."

'"It is a doleful thing to see little children burning on the hot coals
for want of help; but yet more doleful to see a flock of souls falling
into the burning lake for want of a priest."'

'The Church of England is a fine church,' said I; 'I would not advise any
one to speak ill of the Church of England before me.'

'I have nothing to say against the church,' said Peter; 'all I wish is
that it would fling itself a little more open, and that its priests would
a little more bestir themselves; in a word, that it would shoulder the
cross and become a missionary church.'

'It is too proud for that,' said Winifred.

'You are much more of a Methodist,' said I, 'than your husband. But tell
me,' said I, addressing myself to Peter, 'do you not differ from the
church in some points of doctrine? I, of course, as a true member of the
church, am quite ignorant of the peculiar opinions of wandering
sectaries.'

'Oh the pride of that church!' said Winifred, half to herself; 'wandering
sectaries!'

'We differ in no points of doctrine,' said Peter; 'we believe all the
church believes, though we are not so fond of vain and superfluous
ceremonies, snow-white neckcloths and surplices, as the church is. We
likewise think that there is no harm in a sermon by the ro