ta_ke you with me_." One of these p_as_a_ngers was ma_king _such a_ noise, allmoste ready to jump overboard, for fear to be card up Channel. I said to him, "Have a little patience, we shall have a boat in a little time now." He turned unto me in a very sulky manner, and said, "Who is like you, you are allwayse at home, you don't care where you are car'd." I smiled, said nothing, but rejoiced within, and said to myself, "You are saying the truth." And I thought if it was the will of the Lord that I should be car'd to Copenhagen, that good is the will of the Lord. So in the course of a few minits after saw a boate coming, and so all was well again. I have thought since them days, I mean, since the day that my soul was sanctified, that there did harley one thought pass through me unperseeved in all my waking moments when I was in company talking aboute the things of the world, or the things of God, when in private by myself, or acting of business, my _spirit_, as it were, was in a continual blaze of inward prayer. Well, then, I staid that night at Falmouth, the next morning went to Penryn with my dear little Bettsey in my hand, to see Mr. M----h and his loving family, who was then at Mrs. Scot. The next morning, on Sunday, took a horse and arived at Breage Church town[78] aboute eleven o'clock, where I meet my dear brother Frank, then in his way to Church. As I first took him in surprise, at first I could harley make him sensable I was his brother, being nearley two years without hearing whether I was dead or alife. But when he come to himself as it were, we rejoiced together with exceeding great joy indeed. We went to his house in Rinsey, and after dinner went to see brother John.[79] We sent him word before I was coming. But he could harley believe it, with the voice of, "How can these things be?" But f_irst_ looking out with his glass saw me yet a long way off. Ran to meet me, fell upon my neck, and said in language like this, "This is my brother that was dead, but is alive again; he was loste, but is found." We passed the afternoon with him, and in the evning went to Keneggy to see brother Charles, wh_ere we_ meet with many tears of joy, _and afterwards_ returned again to Rinsey in _the evening_, where we had all our conversation _about_ Hevenly things, _which_ was a treat indeed, _after being_ so long _silent_ on the subject. WILLIAM BYLES AND SONS, PRINTERS, 129 FLEET STREET, LONDON, AND BRADFORD. FOOTNOTES: