SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 1870.

My Mother and I went up to the Woodhouse Quarterly Meeting this morning. Our dear minister was on hand as usual with a word in season for the hungry soul. The service was conducted on, what is to me a new plan, by Preaching first & love-feast afterwards. There was a gracious influence throughout the service. Such as we have but seldom seen of or felt. We came to Dover to church in the evening and here to {?} the word was precious and my soul was blest. Farewell blessed Sabbath.

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 1870.

Charley has been ploughing to day as usual. According to previous arrangement C. W. S. and I went up to Simcoe to see if there was anything in what Cunningham threatens doing. The lawyer, J. H. Ainsley said that the will could not be broken, if the witnesses had been properly sworn. As this was done before the probate could be obtained, we do not anticipate any farther trouble. But then we cannot tell what will happen.