NEWARK, Monday, Nov. 14.

  As far as regards Mr. Miller's connection with Newark, personally, the long agony is over. Mr. Miller took his departure to-day for New York about two o'clock, by the steamboat; and what further transpires must be chronicled by your domestic corps of reporters.

  The farewell ceremonies took place in the Free Church. The performances commenced at nine o'clock in the morning with a hymn, the burthen of which was:—

  This was set to the tune of:—

  After this, and one or two more hymns, Father Miller and Brother Himes came in. Another hymn was sung, and Father Miller delivered a brief, but very commonplace address, comparing himself to St. Paul when about to leave the brethren, and the latter fell on his neck and kissed him. He said, he was about to leave them—to take the parting hand—never to see their dear faces again until the resurrection morning in 1843—(here the women wept bitterly)—what day he would not say; but it would be very soon—in a very few months. He thanked all kindly who had listened to him, as he said, a poor old man. (The ladies wept again.) He told them to love Christ—to study their Bible, and wait till next year, when they would all meet in heaven. (Here the ladies sobbed loudly and deeply.) He concluded thus: "May God bless you all. (Cries of "amen.") May God dwell with you until the second coming of Christ, and then we may all dwell in his kingdom for ever." (Cries of "amen," "glory to God," "hallelujah," and weeping bitterly.)

  BROTHER HIMES then rose and said—Ministers had accused them of being the same as Joe Smith or Matthias, but they had sought to spread the truth, not by fanatical prophecies, but by the Scriptures and sober argument. We appeal only to the Bible, and give you our rules of interpretation. The veriest villains on earth would be saints compared to us if we were not sincere. We sacrifice time, health, money, personal comfort, and our souls and bodies to the cause. We have continual calls to give lectures all over the country; as we can't do this, we publish books to speak for us. This they call a speculation, and they say Brother Miller has made a fortune by his writings. Why he hasn't made enough to pay for the paper and ink on which his books were written. Others go round to preach against us and charge 25 cents admission; we charge nothing. We have pitched our great tent eight times. We have held thirty camp meetings. We have converted to our faith 15,000 souls. Everywhere our influence has been felt. The churches have been shaken to their centre. The ministers of God have been waked up. Brother Brownlee coming over here has done us so much good, that I'd cheerfully pay all his expenses if he'd come again. We'd as leave that ministers spoke against us as for us. We want the people aroused. And now you must get up an association here, to be as a depot. The whole state must be waked up. Love your church, your minister, your Bible, but don't let your mouth be gagged. Pray, read, circulate pamphlets, form Bible classes; get your ministers to join them. Be kind and good to all. In this place I have paid out $147 for the expenses of the camp meeting. Brothers Flagg and Flavel have also paid out $200, making a total of about $350. We have received in donations $250, making $150 to be paid; those who think they have been benefitted by us, can hand in their names and subscription to Brother Flavell, and if they don't, he is willing to bear the expense himself.

  Here Brother Miller rose and said that he had been accused of making money. He received enough from his farm to keep him in clothes for a year. He had nothing to do with the finances or with the books. He had received in all $5 from three persons within the last two weeks. When he came to Newark, his money was reduced to $2. He now had enough to carry him to the next place; and he believed that God would always provide for him. He had been accused of building houses; but all he owned in the world was a farm of 160 acres at Low Hampton. The concerns of the world were a burthen to him; so much so that it was a great trouble to go and buy even a new hat when he wanted one. He wished he had some one to travel with him, and take all worldly concerns off his hands.

  After this a man rose up in the congregation and said that he had heard a minister say that Father Miller declared that all who didn't believe his doctrine would go to Hell.

  Father Miller rose and said he had never said any such thing.

  Another said that he had heard that Brother Fitch declared that if the world did not come to an end next year, he would burn his Bible.

  Brother Himes said this was also false.

  Another man rose up and said that he had heard that Brother Fitch had preached in Albany that if all the sinners were not in hell in 1843, they never would be at all.

  Brother Himes said that this also was false.

  Another man rose and said he had heard that Father Miller said that if Christ did not come next year, God would be a very great liar.

  Father Miller replied that he had never said any such thing; and that this was a fair sample of the lies that the devil, through his enemies, told about them.

  After this the congregation all rose, and sang the following hymn:—

  This was the close. Father Miller then stood in the centre of the church, and all the females of the audience (a large number) passed in front of him, and shook hands with him and many kissed him. If was a truly affecting scene: the women wept bitterly, and as he left the church, a very lovely and lady-like woman hung on his arm, blessed him, and wept as though her heart would break.

  At last he got into a plain wagon, drove down to the boat, and put off for New York amid the prayers and singing of many who accompanied him.