his wife a kind-hearted Methodist. Next morning, I started
out in the rain, and rode to Jacob Tinker's, where I dined
and fed my horse, and felt very comfortable. Started on,
and passed through Vandalia, and met a very solemn
procession, going to bury one of their respectable citizens,
That night stayed at brother Wollard's, and enjoyed myself
very well. He is a Methodist traveling preacher, Next day
rode to brother Miles', and the following day went to hear
brother Wollard preach, and exhorted after him. We had a
very good class meeting. There was some difficulty in the
Church to settle, which was soon done. That night I tried
to preach at brother Gorman's, and met some old
acquaintances from Indiana. Next day crossed the Mississippi
River at St. Louis, in company with brother Joseph Oglesby.

     Here I learned that the company which I expected to
join was broken up. I then went on to try to overtake the
company that had previously started from Independence, in
Missouri; rode twenty-three miles, and that night stayed at
Alexander Ove's, near Baldwin. After I laid down, and
before I got to sleep, I was- called up to go and pray for a
woman that was dying; but when I got there, her husband was
not willing that I should pray with her. I then returned
back to my bed. Here they treated me very kindly. Next day
reached Union, where I stayed with Dr. Chids; preached that
night from Ephesians iv, 5: "one Lord, one faith, one
baptism." I had some liberty in preaching, and the people
paid good attention, and behaved well. Next day I traveled
over hish, poor, barren and stony hills, and stayed at Mr.
M'Afee's; endeavored to get a preaching place, but the
people seemed indifferent about it, so I gave it up. These
looked like poor, distressed people. Next morning crossed
Gasconade River, and afterwards the Osage River, Here I was
mortified to find that I had expended all my money, and had
to sell a pair of saddle-bags for two dollars. Stayed that
night with Esquire Price. Still traveling over poor hills,
I passed next day through Jefferson City. Here I once more
saw the Missouri River, preached that night at brother
Michael Barger's, to a small congregation, mostly Baptists.
They invited me to come back, which I promised to do. Next
day had a tedious travel over the wide and rich prairies,
and in the evening passed through Georgetown, and missed my
way; but reached to house of a fine old man and woman, who
were not religious, but treated me very kindly, and charged
me to call on them as I returned. Next day traveled through
the rich prairies, and reached Warrensburg, in Johnson
County. I went to brother Brown's, and asked him if he
would let a Methodist preacher preach there that night. He
told me there was an appointment made there already for the
circuit preacher, who asked me to preach in his place. I
did so; we had a comfortable and sociable time. Next day I
rode to brother M'Kin's, a Methodist preacher, where I
received information that the company at Independence, which
was going to the Mountains, had already started ten days