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William Amos, a military officer, about the year 1738, while resting on a log in his forest, was led into a series of meditations that he considered worship. He continued to go each Sabbath day and was joined by others of his neighbors until there were nine of them and the log was full, when fall came, William Amos and two of the party requested to be taken as members of Gunpowder Meeting and soon after Little Falls (Fallston Meeting) Meeting house was built.

The Sabbath day is fair without, the fields with wheat are green, 

The wild geese northward few this morn, spring soon will come I mean.

The parson’s creed cannot be mine, I hear the churches bell,

 But what God says to me, I learn in quiet Just as well.

And so, I’ll take my hat and staff and wander out of doors 

And listen to His still small voice beneath the Sycamores.

Last Sabbath as I tarried there, a strange, sweet peace was mine, 

And a feeling of God’s nearness, That I can scarce define.

A great light seemed about me, and every doubt was clear, 

And I felt new strength and gathered a store of love and cheer.

I think I’ll speak to neighbor Chalk perhaps he’II sit with me.

And there is my good neighbor Miles, my log would hold all three.

Autumn-

Again, the Sabbath day is here, and summer time is oe’r

Today our Friendly group of nine sat on our log once more.