When I was on Hooper’s Island I put up with a Widow Ruack, who was a member of our Church, and entertained Methodist preachers. She related to me the following anecdote: “Joseph Everett traveled and preach there. One day she looked out of her window and saw Mr. Everett coming. She rejoiced to see the preacher, but was exceedingly mortified that she had nothing in the house to cook for his dinner, and living on the island, it was not convenient to get anything, for stores and markets were scarce. She went out into the door-yard for some wood to make a fire to boil the tea-kettle. Just that moment something fell at her feet. It was a large fresh bass that weighed several pounds. She looked up and saw a large hawk flying over, which had dropped the fish. He had just taken the fish out of the bay, and finding it heavy, had dropped it in the right place. She immediately dressed and cooked it for the preacher’s dinner, and he praised it exceedingly, not having enjoyed such a meal in a long time.” CHAPTER VIII. KENT, BRISTOL, AND NORTHAMPTON CIRCUITS. During the interval between the Baltimore and the Philadelphia Conference Bishops Asbury and Whatcoat spent some time on the Peninsula. They visited my circuit, and I had the honor of going with them to the conference which met in Philadelphia on Saturday, May 1, 1802. Sunday was a high day in Zion. In the morning, at St. George’s, the Rev. George Roberts preached a sermon of rare excellence on salvation by grace through faith. In the afternoon John M’Claskey preached from Exod. xv, 16, on Israel’s separation from the world, and how it might be known that God was with his people; not by the descent of manna, but the pillar and cloud day and night. He showed great ingenuity, and while he was preaching the baptism of fire descended. In the evening Rev. William Colbert discoursed on the advantages of an itinerant ministry from “Many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall be increased.” It was delivered with great unction. Colbert was a great little man in the days of his glory. This pleasant conference closed the next Friday, and I was appointed to Kent Circuit with Christopher Sprye. He was a noble colleague, one of the pioneers of Methodism in New England. This was the oldest circuit on the Peninsula, being formed in 1774. There were many things on this circuit of peculiar interest to me. I had the honor of preaching in Kent’s Meeting-house, the first Methodist house of worship erected on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. It was built in 1774, one year after the first conference was held in America. This was four miles below Chestertown. The old chapel years ago gave way to a better structure, now called Hynson’s Chapel, from the name of a family who resided near it.