Montgomery, the remaining part of Randolph, Davidson, perhaps Rowan, Stokes, &c. Into all, or nearly all, of these places my pamphlets have been sent, and the chhs. expect me.-- The brn. are therefore thinking and making up their minds. The min. generally do pretty well after I have an opportunity of explaining the nature of the Convention to them. Owing to a want of correct information, some of them had made up their minds to oppose me, but on learning distinctly what it is that we wish to do, they generally give me their aid. If it were not for the most shameful misrepresentations and falsehoods falsehoods that have been industriously circulated through all this part of N.C. concerning Missionary Societies, Education Societies, &c. &c. I could have done more in one month than I have now done in two. Some little time in requisite to remove the prejudices which now exist.-- James Osborn of Baltimore, a Bap. Min., will have much of this mischief to answer for. He has been all through this part of the country, pedling his own books, at war with Missions, Tracts, Education, &c &c. and also English Grammar. Generally, at least very often, I know not in the morning where I am to sleep at night; but, notwithstanding, I will always find myself among kind friends, generally christians. The plan I have fallen upon, I am fully convinced, is the true one to benefit most, this large, and, in some respects, shamefully abused State. I sent long ago for my great-coat, flannels, &c., expecting a waggon would have gone to Newbern from Orange Co. but my things have not arrived. I have bought flannels here. Sometimes I borrow a cloak-- often I need none. (See if you can find the letter k in the word need I have just written.) I have been thinking seriously what I ought to do after next June should I be spared to see that time. I really want to be convinced that it is my duty to return to N. E.-- I have sometimes half resolved that, if life be spared, I will return and get me a little farm and manage that, preaching as a door might be opened to me. But then, I have now got hold of the plough, and I sometimes fear to look back. I do not believe I could, in any other way,