Sunday was a high day in Monmouth; we had five sermons. At six in the morning Bishop M’Kendree preached from Rev. ii, 10, on fidelity unto death, and its reward. At ten Bishop Asbury preached in the grove to three thousand people, from Isaiah xliv, 23, “Sing, O ye heavens; for the Lord hath done it,” etc. He regarded it as an “open season.” My impression is that Bishop M’Kendree ordained the elders after this discourse. This was their custom: one ordained the deacons, the other the elders. Then George Pickering preached from Luke xix, 5, on the talents given, and man’s responsibility. At half past two Martin Ruter preached from Job xix, 25, 26, “For I know that my Redeemer liveth,” etc. Job’s knowledge of a living Redeemer and the resurrection of the body at the last day was his theme. These sermons were preached on the camp-ground to crowds. There was great attention and solemnity, and much good was done. Several professed to be converted. At five o’clock I preached in the meeting-house from Prov. xviii, 10. Thus ended this memorable Sabbath. There were noble men at this conference: two future bishops, Joshua Soule and Elijah Hedding; also John Broadhead, Thomas Branch, Elijah Sabin, and many others. Eighteen were received on trial, among whom were George Gary, then a boy of fifteen, but he was a boy with a man’s head; John Lindsay, whose praise is in the Church; and Edward Hyde of blessed memory. Joshua Taylor was at this conference, though I think he then held a local relation. Here Bishops Asbury and M’Kendree separated for a season, taking different routes, expecting to meet at the Western Conference, if not before. Thence we went to Danville in Vermont. This was my introduction to the Green Mountain State. On Friday we accompanied Solomon Sias to the house of his mother, an excellent woman. I wrote, “We are weary, but not forsaken.” We spent the Sabbath and preached in that neighborhood. In the evening I preached at Widow Sias’s, and John W. Hardy and Solomon Sias exhorted. On Tuesday the bishop preached in the meeting-house in Danville, while seated in a pew. No wonder the bishop admired the scenery during our late route, and wrote: “We have passed many a fertile hill, and saw many fruitful vales, through which flowed noble rivers.” On Thursday we were at Montpelier, the capital of the state. The bishop admired the fine state-house, and said “it was worthy of the seat of government of Vermont;” and the splendid hotel, which he said “was an appropriate appendage to the state-house.”