to hear the name of his dear old friend, Mr. Lenox, constantly and gratefully mentioned. “Mr. Lenox did this for us.” “Mr. Lenox gave us that library.” It was a great pleasure to Mr. Carter to have this familiar intercourse with the descendants of those “who kept the truth so pure of old.”
Professor Tron said that the Waldenses had lost a good friend in Count Cavour, and gave an instance of his favor to them. The Piedmontese constitution forbade the printing of Bibles or other books without the imprimatur of a bishop. The Vaudois were accused of violating the law, but Cavour decided that, as they had no bishops, their pastors were bishops. Thus the door was opened for their publications.
The two following Sabbaths were spent in Geneva, where the family attended Dr. Malan’s church. This venerable man impressed all who saw and heard him by the earnestness and spirituality of his appearance and words. His noble and beautiful face, with the long white hair falling upon his shoulders, and the tenderness of his speech, made him appear like the beloved disciple in his last days at Ephesus. On the second Sunday, there was a communion service, and the general audience retired before the ordinance, leaving only about a dozen people besides the American visitors. Dr. Malan whispered to his session about providing seats “pour les étrangers.” In addressing the communicants, he spoke some words in English at the close, and in the prayer added some petitions in English. When the bread and wine were distributed, he directed the elders to carry them to the strangers first. The whole service was very simple and beautiful, and especially appropriate, because there were so small a number present,—scarcely more than the little company who first partook
