sent me there. I was about 2000 miles in the last 4 weeks besides preaching & walking. But the Lord helped us & took care of us in every way. Even when wandering in the forest near the Swiss Brethren (they break the prairies when there are many streams & are of considerable intent). I left Evans sitting in the forest & lit on the son of the Swiss brother, with whom I stayed, ploughing at the edge of the forest 2 & a half miles from his house; he was proposed for communion while I was there. At Chicago I was among Americans, & though I felt the desolation, met some who earnestly desire better things & I have faith as to that great but (usually speaking) poor country, but I think any true spiritual mindedness & devotedness (not mere outward activity) would be more despised there than anywhere. There, who begin, must be content with a day of small things if God gives such & I think He will before the Lord comes. At St. Louis I was among some nice people, Americans too, one breaks bread; I visited others; one got a lift when I preached to go home, I believe, & die. I visited him afterwards – but the town was too full of the nearness of the war to be open to much, it is a frightfully wicked place. At Detroit I broke bread with a little handful of English who have walked faithfully for years with a brother among them who cannot minister in the congregation & the Lord has kept them. There, there is opening besides the French. A Baptist minister who will not call himself such & preaches the Lord’s coming, but confessedly remains behind his convictions, I saw a good deal of, he has preached both at St. Louis & there enough truth to make