REPORT FROM BRO. WHITE.
By James White
THURSDAY, April 26, we left Battle Creek for our appointment at Windsor. We called at Bro. Smith's in Convis, for refreshments, and tarried for the night with Bro David Lamson, near Charlotte. The roads were much improved with the exception of log-ways, and deep mud-holes, which required close attention to keep the carriage from upsetting. The next day we drove to Bro. Carman's. On the Sabbath most of the three churches of Windsor, Oneida, and Charlotte, assembled in the school-house. We spoke half an hour, and Mrs. W. spoke one hour and a half. And on first-day we spoke an hour, and Mrs. W. filled her hour and a half with great freedom. Bro. Carman offers to build a house of worship about 24 by 32, worth $800, for $550, giving $250. If the churches come up on Systematic Benevolence as they should, it would amount in one year to that sum. We recommended to them to request of the Conference one-half of their s. B. for the next Conference year to put into a house of worship, and raise the rest by subscription. We do hope they will persevere and not let the enterprise fall through. We regret that the more wealthy seem to have the least interest. We spent one night with our dear Bro. and sister Newman of Windsor, and were much pleased with the appearance of their numerous flock of children. First-day evening, we went to Oneida and put up for the night with Bro. and sister Cole. They seem prosperous and happy in their little wilderness home. The next morning we crossed the ferry at Grand Ledge, where the bridge had been carried away. This was a matter of great anxiety, as our spirited team had never seen a ferry. A gentleman, however, crossing with us, walked beside one, and Mrs. W. beside the least-to-be-trusted, and patted and talked away his fears, while the boat plowed its way through the foaming waters. It was a relief to find ourselves on the other shore. We then drove over the worst road I ever saw toward Portland, till we could go no further; and seeing where others had turned into the woods, we followed. Soon we could see neither track nor road, and we wandered round and round. Mrs. W. and Willie several times got out and threw aside rails and limbs of trees, while we kept on board to guide the team, and act as ballast to keep the carriage right side up. Soon a house appeared in sight, and a gentleman kindly went with us to the home of Bro. Perry where we were refreshed. In the evening we drove to Bro. Howe's in Orange, and stopped in his good log house. Next morning we came to Bro. Olmstead's in Orleans, and in the afternoon to our good home at Bro. Maynard's. The feeling of each, expressed in words, is “Home again.” Here we saw our new home standing erect, and before getting out of the carriage drove one half a mile to it and viewed the premises. When we left, it was covered with snow, now the grass and wheat are smiling with the bright green of spring. Our friends in Calhoun and Eaton counties speak of this as the north woods, as if we were moving into a cold, dreary, wilderness. But here we saw for the first this season, gardens, road side and woods, scattered with cultivated and wild flowers, and the dandelion blossom. And here are farms, and houses, and orchards, and roads, equal to any in the State. When we left Eaton Co., we left the land of log houses, mud and woods. To-day, May 2d, we start the plow for garden. We hope, with the blessing of God, to prosper in our new home. Next Sabbath is Monthly Meeting here.