FERNDALE, Saturday, Dec 10.

Although the hilltops are crowned with snow, and the flakes are still falling in the valleys, there seems to be no abatement in the energy of the revivalists in the Rhondda Vach. Not only were today's meetings warm and full of life, but fervent and enthusiastic workers paraded the streets of Ferndale at night "sweeping in" drunkards who could be found, and endeavouring to lead them to brighter ways and better things.

There were in the afternoon some striking scenes witnessed, not least being the sight of so many local ladies quietly and unostentatiously acting as "workers" in the midst of the congregation. Then there was the widow, whose two sons had been converted thanking God for His mercies, and praying for the salvation of her third son, "wherever he might be." Busy on his knees was a young shop assistant pleading with and for waverers. It was a fairly typical afternoon service in many respects, and there was an almost indefinable tenderness, which made it different from the meeting held the previous night in the other chapel.

The evening meeting was held at Trerhondda Chapel. A single glance at "the sea of upturned faces" in the body of the chapel and another glance at the crowded gallery and balconies will suffice to give on an idea of the forces at work. All classes are here. It goes without saying that every denomination is represented.

The faces give one a notion that there are a good many also who do not belong to any religious denomination and who are not habitués of any place of worship. Then, suddenly, a striking figure rises in the "big pew." He has a serious, though not severe, countenance, reminding one of the pictures of Tennyson (without the slouch-hat), and he asks the congregation to repeat the first Psalm - all together. The man who asks this is not a minister. He is one of the most highly-respected workmen in the district, and his request is instantly complied with. It is doubtful whether there was man, woman, or child in that congregation who did not join in that recital. Of course, it was Welsh, but some of the English people recited in English; while the Welsh who may not have known the words followed their neighbours, and it was a useful exercise and an object-lesson.

Madame Kate Morgan sang one verse of the hymn, which created such a stir at Ynshir the previous night and Miss May John, RAM, led the congregation in singing the subsequent verses.

Mr Evan Roberts in the course of a brief address invited the congregation to endeavour to see what the Spirit of God would do in a quiet meeting. He had, he said, seen the Spirit working wonderfully at Loughor when no-one spoke or sang at all. Some people wondered why he did not thunder forth the Gospel, but he preferred letting the Spirit have His own way.

After a fervent prayer had been offered by an elderly woman "a mother in Israel" the missioner asked for "five minutes of silent prayer," and this was, to all intents and purposes, complied with, although three of four individuals uttered semi-audible prayers. The scene at this time was certainly very impressive. Presently there is a break in the silence, for a lady's voice is heard quietly singing the hymn, "A welsoch chwi Ef? ("Have you seen Him?")

"Marchog Iesu yn Ilwyddianus" ("Jesus, ride in mighty triumph") is sung to the tune "Moriah," and the subsequent prayer of a woman for members of her own family leads someone to strike up "Throw out the lifeline," which is followed by a voice from the balcony leading "What a friend we have in Jesus!" Miss A M Rees delivers a short address in Welsh, and starts singing "Over the river", and the congregation heartily sing the refrain.