her productions of these
regions will cause roads to be constructed for their transportation to
markets. We should not be backward in our efforts to secure permanent
foothold for the truth as we hold and practice it. Many here cannot
read for themselves; and it pains my heart to find how poorly they
have been instructed in the things pertaining to the way of salvation.
The small amount of preaching they hear is not often of an instructive
character. It appeals to the feelings, but does not inform the mind.
This I learn by conversing with them. They are told to believe, it is
true; but what their faith is to lay hold of, and what the Lord
requires them to do that they may serve him acceptably, is not made
clear to their minds. It is not to be inferred that all are on the low
plane of intelligence I have described. There is here and there an
exception. But the exceptions are rare. And in our preaching we aim to
speak, as did Paul, 'as to babes.' As to natural capacity, and their
capability of attaining to high intelligence in the things of men and
God, things human and divine, under the hand of adequate instruction,
I regard them as being equal to any people in our State."

The two brethren continued in the company of each other throughout
this journey. They got home Sunday, August 13.

FRIDAY, September 29. This day Brother Kline starts to the counties of
Hardy and Hampshire. He visits Isaac Dasher's, James Parks's, William
Michael's, Adam Cosner's, Henry Cosner's, Joseph Arnold's, John
Leatherman's, Samuel Arnold's, Adam Michael's, Michael Lyon's, Solomon
Michael's, Jacob Cosner's, Martain Lantz's, Enoch Hyre's, Isaac
Shobe's, Chlora Judy's, Peggy Dasher's, and James Fitzwater's. He got
home Thursday, Oct. 12, after an absence of two weeks. He rode Nell. I
beg the kind reader to pardon the entry of the foregoing list of
names.

The Editor will here tell a short story of what really took place very
recently. He happened to be at the house of one of his friends, and in
looking through his library he discovered a very old copy of the life
of Isaac N. Walter, who had been dead over forty years. He remarked to
the lady of the house: "I see you still have on hand a copy of the
life of Isaac N. Walter." "O, yes, and that is the most precious
volume to me in all the library. You see from its appearance that it
has been handled very freely. Mr. Walter used to come to our house,
and whilst papa was not a member of his church h