ng I have been writing this letter and doing some other things
needful for the journey, whilst my dear wife has been all the morning
engaged in putting up tracts for the journey. If we can obtain a
suitable conveyance, we purpose to leave this afternoon on our way to
Elberfeld, and, if the Lord gives us grace, to pursue our service till
we come to the Rhine, and then by way of Ostend to cross the sea for
England, so that about 3 or 4 days after this reaches you we may have
the joy of seeing you again face to face. It will be joy to us indeed to
see you all again. Farewell, beloved brethren. My dear wife sends her
love in Christ to you all.

Your affectionate brother and servant in our Lord,

George Mueller.

I add a few remarks respecting this my service on the Continent.

1. For about eight months before I left England, I had seen it to be the
Lord's will, that I should go again that year to the Continent for a
season, and had made my journey and service, during that period, a daily
subject of prayer from Nov. 1844. I left Bristol on July 19th and
returned on Oct. 11th, 1845.

2. I should have greatly preferred to preach the Gospel in the streets
or in the market places in Germany; but for that there was no liberty. I
did therefore what I could, in spreading about eleven hundred copies of
my Narrative, and tens of thousands of tracts. In this I was
particularly encouraged by remembering that that great work, at the time
of the Reformation, was chiefly accomplished by means of printed
publications.

3. We travelled in a hired carriage for 17 days, each day about 40 or 45
miles. I had a box, containing about thirty thousand tracts, made on
purpose, behind the carriage, and in the fore-part several portmanteaus
filled with tracts and copies of my Narrative in German. As we went on,
my dear wife and I looked out for travellers who were coming, or persons
on the road side. It was just the time when the potatoes were taken up,
and thousands of people were thus either close to the turnpike road, or
only a little way from it. The front of our carriage had glass windows,
so that we could see all the persons before us, and on each side. As
soon as the carriage was near enough, I held the tracts or a copy of my
Narrative out to them, and requested them to accept them or sometimes
beckoned the working people to come up to the carriage, which almost
without exception they readily did, and then received a book or tract.
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