Sarah Stanton
Mary foxall
Jemima Symons
Margaret Hill

11^th A visit on the Herefordshire Beacon
which is the south part of Malvern Hill

After having my mind prepared for a lonely walk & medi
tation by reading P. P. Pratts remarks upon the "eternal duration
of matter", I commenced assending this noted hill upon the
south side of it & after arising several hundred feet I came
to the top of an old ancient intrenchment about one mile
in length reaching round all of this part of the hill & meeting

together. then after rising another hundred feet I entered
another Intrenchment like the one below & after this
another & thus Intrenchment lay above Intrenchment
untill we ^I^ reached the top of the hill which was nearly flat
or level & lay in a circle or round & not being more
than one or two acres on the top & thus I stood upon the
top of this Bacon or hill from 10 to 1500 feet in highth
& while surveighing the surrounding country I could also
behold the deep Intrenchments below me which it is
supposed were flung up nearly a thousand years since &
was capable of holding hunderds of thousands of persons
which was the resort of the romans in the times of their
wars, these hills are alltogether bare without timber but
covered with grass which is grazed by sheep & asses; several
acres on the S. W. side is covered with rabit [rabbit] burrows whil
scores of rabits are running about upon the ground. but I
soon drew my thoughts from the busy rabit, sheep, & asses
to the solumn reflections which the ravages of time presen
ted before me. O! Malvern thy lofty Hill bares up my feet
while mine eyes take a survey of thy deep intrenchments thy
mighty bulworks ^which have^ trembled by the roar of cannon, the
clash of arms, & din of war has reeched around thy brow
& died away in the vale beneath, while the blood of
many a roman & Englishman to, have washed thy brow & soaked
thy soil while they have fallen to rise no more, they sleep
in death & time has earth'd them all & they are forgotten
& blotted from the history & memory of man. Notwithst
anding O! Malvern thou hast been the Ark or refuge for thousands
in the time of trouble or war, yet Willford is the ownly
solitary soul that treads thy soil this day, & he alone bends his
knee upon on the highth of thy summet in the midst of the clouds
to offer up the gratitude of his heart unto that God who will
soon level all hills exhalt all valies & redeem the earth
from the curse of sin & prepare it for the abode of the
Saints of the MOST HIGH. I retired from the hill into
the vale reflecting upon the rise, progress, decline, & fall of the
empires of the earth, & the revolutions which must still
transpire before the winding up scene & the comeing of Christ

I preached at candle light at Brother John Allard at wind point
& had the spirit of God & Baptized 4 & confirmed them
I spent the night at Mr Joseph Symons distance 5 mil