lyard and wife, Ban Lambert and wife, Elias
Wimer and wife, and John Wesley Lambert. Fine day but warm. Brother
Solomon Garber's remarks on conversion were very searching. It is
difficult to see how any one, after hearing such a discourse with an
understanding mind, could be self-deceived. I have great hopes in
regard to the genuineness of those who have been baptized to-day. His
remarks on baptism were necessarily brief, but pointed and clear. We
stay all night at Henry Elyard's.

SATURDAY, August 11. Come to John Hammer's on the South Branch, a few
miles below Franklin. Have meeting at the home of Jacob Hammer.
Subject, Acts 10. Dine at Jacob Hammer's. Meeting in the afternoon.
Solomon Garber speaks from James 1. Stay all night at John Hammer's.
Fine day.

SUNDAY, August 12. Come to Mountain Grove (four miles). Speak on John
3:4, 5, 6, 7. Dine at John Eye's. Afternoon meeting at Lough's church.
Brother Solomon Garber speaks from 2 Cor. 5:17. Come to Joel Siple's
where we stay all night.

MONDAY, August 13. Rain last night and this morning. Come to Peter
Warnstaff's (seven miles), take dinner with him and his kind mother
and sister; and at three o'clock start to John Fulk's, on top of
Shenandoah mountain (eight miles), where we stay all night.

TUESDAY, August 14. Stop awhile at Philip Ritchey's; dine at Philip
Baker's: and in evening get home.

MONDAY, December 31. Cloudy this morning. Snow eleven inches deep. I
work at my sleigh. Clears up prettily this evening. I have traveled in
the year 1860, 5,686 miles; married five couples; preached twenty
funerals, ten for children under ten years of age, one between ten and
twenty, two between thirty and fifty, two between sixty and seventy,
and five above seventy.

TUESDAY, January 1, 1861. The year opens with dark and lowering clouds
in our national horizon. I feel a deep interest in the peace and
prosperity of our country; but in my view both are sorely threatened
now. Secession is the cry further south; and I greatly fear its
poisonous breath is being wafted northward towards Virginia on the
wings of fanatical discontent. A move is clearly on hand for holding a
convention at Richmond, Virginia; and while its advocates publicly
deny the charge, I, for one, feel sure that it signals the separation
of our beloved old State from the family in which she has long lived
and been happy. The perishable things of earth distress me not, only
in so far as they affect the impe