Rye in New York Province

Being kindly invited by a minister of the Church of England, after dinner I went to Rye, about eleven miles from Stanford. I read prayers and preached to a small congregation. Was civilly entertained by the minister, and then rode ten miles further to East-Chester. Here I spent an agreeable evening with my dear companions in travel, God filled me out of his own divine fullness, and made me to drink of his pleasures as out of a river. I think I know what our Lord means when he promises, He that believes on me, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living waters. Lord, evermore give me this water.