'clock at night.--I now attend eight meetings every week.
Sunday mornings at nine o'clock, exposition of the Word, and in the
afternoon at two we meet for the breaking of bread. The dear brethren
have gone back to these unsuitable hours. On Monday afternoon at three
the exposition of the Scriptures to those who meet together to knit for
the missionaries, and on Monday and Wednesday evenings from 8 to 10
o'clock, Scripture reading meetings, with the saints only who break
bread. On Tuesday and Thursday evenings from eight to half-past nine,
public exposition of the Word. And on Friday evening from half-past
eight to a quarter before ten, I meet with the brethren who belong to
the State Church. Besides this, my time has hitherto been much occupied
in seeing brethren and sisters privately and the rest of my time,
besides prayer and meditation, for my own soul and the work, has been
occupied in preparing tracts for the press. Five are already finished. I
have translated into German: "The love of God to poor sinners," "The
Serpent of brass," and "The two thieves;" and I have written myself two
tracts, on "Lydia's conversion," and "The conversion of the jailer at
Philippi." In this work I purpose to continue, the Lord willing, while
we remain here, either writing or translating tracts, and then seeking
myself, as much as I can, whilst here, to circulate them--Oh! help me,
beloved brethren, yet more and more with your prayers in all this
important service. My position here is more important, and more
interesting than ever; for God, "who comforteth those who are cast
down," has comforted me, after the first three days of trial, and has
given me a larger field for service than I had before.--We remember
you daily in prayer, and gladly do so, and shall be truly glad to return
to you, as soon as we can see it to be the will of the Lord. Farewell,
beloved brethren. My dear wife sends to you her love in Christ. Should
any of you wish to write to me, I shall be glad to hear from you; but
please to write on very thin paper, on account of the heavy postage. The
letters may be left at my house.

Your affectionate brother and servant in the Lord,

George Mueller.

Stuttgart, Sept. 13, 1845.

To the Brethren in Christ, meeting in the name of the Lord Jesus at
Bethesda and Salem Chapels, Bristol.

My dear brethren,

It is eight weeks today since we left Bristol, and we have still
abundant reason to say, that goodness and mercy have f