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Rh was a Sunday spent with the Waldenses at La Tour. One Friday evening in Milan, it was discussed whether the Sabbath should be spent in Genoa or Turin, when suddenly Mr. Carter looked up from the map which he was studying to propose that a little longer journey should be taken, and that they should go up among the Vaudois. This was decided by acclamation, and Saturday evening at seven found them at Pinerolo. Mr. Carter went out to seek a carriage to take the party to La Tour. While he was examining a vehicle, a pleasant-looking gentleman, dressed in black, came up and asked in English if he could be of any assistance as interpreter. They fell into conversation, and the gentleman proved to be one of the professors from the seminary at La Tour, come down to preach in Pinerolo the next day. He said, “Shall I introduce you to one of our pastors, who is going up on the diligence?” and presented Professor Tron, who extended a cordial welcome to the valley. The diligence started on, and shortly after the carriage for Mr. Carter’s party was ready. That evening ride through the twilight into the beautiful region, hallowed by so many sacred associations, was one never to be forgotten. Arrived at the little inn at La Tour, it was found to be lighted from garret to cellar; the host and hostess came out with a hearty welcome, as if to invited guests. “Here is a room for Monsieur and Madame, here one for Mademoiselle. This one we have made ready for the young gentlemen.” “But,” said Mr. Carter, “there must be a mistake. We had not engaged rooms.” “O, but the Professor has been here, and told us about you, and the rooms are all ready, and supper is on the table.” This simple hospitality was very grateful, after months of travel among strangers of another faith.