written to her, and there is the letter which Louise van Z. was to have taken to her still lying in my portfolio! No wonder she thinks it strange.

29th. I spent a very pleasant afternoon at Sister M.'s. Sophie R. and Sister Ernestine W. were there, and also Auguste; so that, with Brother and Sister M., and Brother B., a very sociable old gentleman, we had quite a pleasant little party. The two boys sat at a side-table, and, whenever their cups and plates were empty, amused us with picture books. At other times, we worked and chatted over our coffee; I cannot say work ever comes to much on such occasions, but it takes off the formality and allows of pauses in conversation. After an hour or so thus spent, Sister M. opened the piano, and we had some singing and playing; after which we were again invited to the table to partake of chocolate cream and pound-cake. We amused ourselves and one another so well that we actually did not break up till half-past six-quite late for a coffeeparty.

The girls have been busy to-day, making wreaths and garlands for the prayer-hall, to-morrow being the Widows' Feast.

PART V.

April 30th. The Widows' Feast. I think I never heard anything more lovely than the full tones of the trumpets floating through the air this morning from various quarters of the settlement where the widows live, announcing the dawn of their festival with sweet and appropriate melodies. They had a private service this morning in the little prayerhall, which was hung with garlands of juniper and white roses-white being the widows' colour. This afternoon, they had a Love-feast, to which they invited all the community. I went as one of the choir.

Pauline is complaining of a terrible pain in her back. Poor girl! she was all yesterday and this morning, and part of Tuesday, engaged in copying out Sister Z-t's biography for Brother C., and it has been too much for her.

May 1st. Dear B.'s birthday. I thought of her the first thing this morning, which was very early, for Pauline called me at a quarter to five. Sister Z-t was buried this afternoon. Her brother-inlaw and his two daughters came from some distance to attend the funeral, and seemed much impressed by the service. The conclusion of the aged Sister's autobiography was very beautiful, expressing her heartfelt gratitude to God for having permitted her to spend so great a number of years as a member of so favoured a community. Her age was seventythree. It is remarkable how every one, male or female, belonging to the community, seems to regard it as a special favour and privilege to do so. It does, indeed, appear to be singularly blessed. How is it that all are so friendly? that none live or die in misery? that the marriages prove such happy ones? that discord and misunderstanding are unknown? except that the Lord does indeed accept their child-like trust and confidence in Him, and vouchsafe to guide them in all their ways?

2nd. Every one in the house is busy preparing for the festival on Monday. I do so hope Sister Z. and Sister R. will like the little gifts I have prepared for them, and the flowers I have sent for

from Villingen; but it is so difficult to manage a little surprise for either of them, one is so constantly meeting one or the other.

4th. The Sisters' Feast, half-past seven, P.M. The Sisters are at morning prayers, and I hear the sweet, faint sound of their singing. I went to greet Sister Z. as soon as she was up, and she so pleasantly accepted my little offerings! Her room was beautifully decorated with flowers, evergreens, and snake-moss; the breakfast-table, too, with its baskets of white rolls, rusks, and sponge-cakes, added to the pretty effect. During breakfast, which was at a quarter after six, the band came round to perform the festival hymns.

Sister Z. has just been fastening a beautiful little neck-ribbon round my throat, white and rose-colour, brocaded with gold. It will be a cherished remembrance of this Sisters' Feast-the last, most likely, I shall ever celebrate. I have been decorating a little plate of oranges for the invalids-though they should now rather be called convalescents, for they will be able to partake of the Holy Communion tonight, with the other Sisters, in the prayer-hall. Brother C. will administer it, assisted by Sister Z. and Sister R. The Sisters who assist at the sacra

ment are always dressed entirely in white. Pauline says that, till within the last two years, the whole choir of the Sisters, walking two and two, used to enter the church singing on this day.. How beautiful the effect must have been!

7th. We had a delightful excursion to the Castle Farm this afternoon. We passed a herd of cows and oxen grazing among the trees, with tinkling bells, that made the sweetest music as they bent their heads to crop the grass. Some milk-white goats and a few sheep were feeding on an open space a little to the right, while a boy, the very picture of an Arcadian shepherd, sat on a grassy mound, holding in his arms a tender little lamb, and feeding another at his side with trefoil. He let us take the little things in our arms and caress them: they were jet black, with a white cross on the top of their heads; their wool felt to me immensely thick.

12th. An important day to the Moravians, for on it their brotherhood was founded, and it is also the anniversary of the day on which the first stone was laid of the church at Herrnhut. In consequence of this, the day is kept as a festival both there and here.

Caroline G. was admitted into the community, to