This connection has brought me into acquaintance with members of the society in almost every town in Great Britain in which they reside; and in more than a hundred of their homes I have been received as a guest with a kindness which will make to my life's end one of its sunniest memories.
On the following Monday, I resumed my walk northward, after a carriage ride which a Friend kindly gave me for a few miles on the way.

Passed through a pre-eminently grain-producing district.
Apparently full three-fourths of the land were covered with wheat, barley, oats, and beans.

The fields of each were larger than I had noticed before; some containing 100 acres.

The coming harvest is putting forth the full glory of its golden promise.

The weather is all a farmer could wish, beautiful, warm, and bright.