It was January 13, 1772 and snow pelted the window of a tiny cabin on the bank of the frozen Beaver...
Finally, To Mission
The first few years of his apprenticeship had gone well. John Heckewelder’s master was pleased with...
A Useful Vocation
Twenty-one years had passed since Count Zinzendorf and the little band of settlers spent that first...
Aboard Irene
We set sail March 12, 1754, being my eleventh birth-day, and had a very prosperous voyage; for...
A New Beginning
The late evening sun reflected warm and orange in the windows of the partially finished Gemeinhaus...
A New World
Sixteen-year-old David Zeisberger leaned against the rail and smiled, amused by the illusion as the...