Among the Elders who were instrumental in doing a good work in those regions, I would make honorable mention of Benjamin Winchester, of Philadelphia, since fallen from the faith; and Lorenzo Barnes, who labored and did a great work in Chester County, Penn., and afterwards laid down his life while on a mission in England. Soon after my arrival in New York City, Elders O. Pratt and Clark who left us at Detroit, arrived, having performed a mission through some of Ohio and New York. Elders Turley, John Taylor, and Wilford Woodruff, had also arrived from the West on their way to England. Brother Clark and two Elders soon sailed for Liverpool. Brothers Taylor, Woodruff, and Turley, sailed a few weeks afterwards. Brother O. Pratt labored in the country around New York with good success. Elders Brigham Young, Heber C. Kimball, George A. Smith, and R. Hedlock, also arrived in New York City late in the winter, after performing a long and important journey and mission through the States of Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, and New York. Finding ourselves together once more, after all our trials and sufferings, we rejoiced exceedingly and praised God for all His mercies to us. During the few days that we were together in New York we held many precious meetings in which the Saints were filled with joy, and the people more and more convinced of the truth of our message. Near forty persons were baptized and added to the Church in that city during the few days of our brethren's stay there. We held a general Conference, in the "Columbian Hall," previous to our departure, in which the following song, composed by myself, was written expressly for that occasion and sung by those present: When shall we all meet again? When shall we our rest obtain? When our pilgrimage be o'er-- Parting sighs be known no more; When Mount Zion we regain, There may we all meet again, We to foreign climes repair; Truth, the message which we bear; Truth, which angels oft have borne; Truth to comfort those who mourn. Truth eternal will remain, On its rock we'll meet again. Now the bright and morning star Spreads its glorious light afar, Kindles up the rising dawn Of that bright Millennial morn; When the Saints shall rise and reign, Then may we all meet again. When the sons of Israel come, When they build Jerusalem; When the house of God is reared, And Messiah's way prepared; When from Heaven he comes to reign, In the clouds we'll meet again. When the earth is cleansed by fire; When the wicked's hopes expire; When in cold oblivion's shade, Proud oppressors all are laid; Long will Zion's Mount remain, There we all may meet again.