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Several local brethren were present— Drumgoole, Lane, Moore, Smith, and Phillips. The brethren were lively in religion. I am now taking an extraordinary diet—drink made of one quart of hard cider, one hundred nails, a handful of black snakeroot, one handful of fennel seed, and one handful of wormwood, boiled from a quart to a pint, taking one wine glass full every morning for nine or ten days, using no butter, or milk, or meat; it will make the stomach very sick, and in a few days purge the patient well. I was better in my feelings than I have been since I have been taken ill; but I must flee conversation, grief, and care, with deep and close thinking and composition. I made a small meditation on being free from the ceremonial law. Polygamy, slavery, and such like were never commanded under this dispensation, but only tolerated, and accompanied by strict injunctions to prevent men from running to greater lengths in these practices, as may be seen in Exodus 21, Leviticus 25, Deuteronomy 24. Polygamy was allowed to prevent general whoredom. Servitude was regulated to prevent slavery and oppression, death, and loss of limbs. If any had asked the Lord on the subject of slavery, as on polygamy, he must have said, Moses, as a man, suffered this, a less evil, to prevent a greater; but it was not so from the beginning of the creation: it is the fall which hath done this, not a holy God. It is man’s work, of two evils to choose the least. But God is not tempted of us to evil, neither tempteth he any man. Christians, of two evils should not choose or use either, if they would be like God.

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Now I am brought to the second day of the new year—the last hath been a year of great affliction. I may have travelled about three thousand miles, and have been confined with affliction and weakness six months, adding the single days I have stopped, as well as weeks. In April last I had very little expectation of living until this day. I am now under the exercise to desire life, that I may see the connexion better organized, and be more personally useful.

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This is a cloudy day; it is probably snowing north or west. I have a better appetite for food: my mind is greatly agitated at times; but patience shall have its perfect work. I pray, and sometimes I wind and pick a little cotton, and read and write about one hour in the day; but Christ is all! I cannot be inactive: the hardest work I have to do is to do nothing.

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A proper day for rain! Last evening I had a very high fever; but I am as usual to-day. I read my Bible, and selected those texts which struck my mind, that if ever I should preach again I may use. Joseph said, I fear God; Nehemiah said, he could not oppress the people as other governors had done, because of the fear of God. Fear of God, in seekers, in believers, and in those who are sanctified: and the motives to the fear of God. First, He is holy; Secondly, He is wise; Thirdly, He is just; Fourthly, He is powerful. If holy, he hath no sin; if wise, he knoweth when we sin; if he is just, he must punish sin; and he hath power to punish it. A man may be wise, but not all-wise; a man may be just, but not infinite in justice: thus man may be holy, but not holy as God; man may be wanting in wisdom, in power, in holiness, and in justice. In some cases it may not be man’s duty to punish, nor in his power—not so with Jehovah. Who will not fear him according to his attributes, and according to his word of threatened vengeance?

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The rain is over; the cloud’s scattered and gone; and nature smiling again. I only mourn the oppression I cannot remove.

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We have open and pleasant weather. It may be, that many have overlooked the prophesies of Jacob in Genesis 49. We may look for the fulfilment nearly fourteen hundred years after, in the coming of Christ; and about one thousand years after, we shall see in Jeremiah, and Daniel, what Jacob further referred to. It appears that it was the wish of Jacob that his youngest but one, Joseph, should have the birthright, which Reuben, his first-born, had lost by his unnatural incest in defiling his father’s bed. Simeon and Levi—we cannot tell whether they had a blessing or a curse for their zeal against folly in Israel; they punished whoredom with cruel murder, and yet we see how Levi’s zeal wrought in the case of Cozbi, and the Lord confirmed the priesthood by special grant to him. Joseph’s prophecy concerning the Israelites’ exodus from Egypt was not fulfilled for upwards of three hundred years thereafter. It seemeth that Jacob wished (but Jehovah willed not) that Joseph, and not Judah, should be the ruler, and from him should come the Shepherd, the Stone of Israel, the promised Messiah: see this 1 Chronicles 5.

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My mind is serene and happy. I was comforted in seeing one of the travelling preachers. The physic I have been taking operateth well. O that I may not flatter or elate myself! I can only promise to be more faithful if I have more grace.

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I wrote a long letter to John Dickins upon the manner of expediting his books to the distant parts—viz., the Journals, Sermons, Saints’ Rests, Patterns, Hymn Books; and that the Magazine should be our grand circulating medium; only let us have more American Lives and Letters.

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The weather is temperate: my mind is much pained. O! to be dependent on slaveholders is in part to be a slave, and I was free born. I am brought to conclude that slavery will exist in Virginia perhaps for ages; there is not a sufficient sense of religion nor of liberty to destroy it; Methodists, Baptists, Presbyterians, in the highest flights of rapturous piety, still maintain and defend it. I judge in after ages it will be so that poor men and free men will not live among slaveholders, but will go to new lands; they only who are concerned in, and dependent on them will stay in old Virginia.

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I have some peace and some pain of heart.

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My mind is exceedingly agitated on my peculiar situation: I feel each day, like a day or a year to me, as it is well or ill employed. Ebenezer Academy¹ is under poor regulations; and what is more than all, some gentlemen of Brunswick county had the confidence and want of propriety to wish to wrest it wholly out of our hands, after we had collected so much money to build it.

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My mind still in pain. I read a chapter each day, and take down those verses that appear to me the most select, and which I have never used before in preaching; they may be of use if ever I should serve the sanctuary again. I have read Kempis and Young.

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I finished three feeble letters, to Nelson Reed, Henry Willis, and John Harper. I cannot read or write long together. I wind broaches of cotton for diversion and recreation; I will not be idle. The class met at my lodging; and I ventured to give a small exhortation and a prayer.

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I am still confined; I must try emetic tartar, kill or cure. There is preaching at the chapel, a mile and a half distant, but the weather is such that I cannot go with safety. The inveteracy of my fever was such, that on

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I was fully resolved to take three grains of tartar emetic, which operated powerfully and brought off a proper portion of bile: in this I hope for a cure. I must commend the old practice after all; no anti-bilious pill will answer as well in my case and many others.

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I read a letter and wrote a letter.

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I am weak in body, but some better; I read, wrote, and wrought in winding cotton, as I could not be idle and wholly inactive.

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I went from the place where I had stayed six weeks, and had received every mark of affection, to brother Dromgoole’s, ten miles. I felt at home here also.

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My fever was light last night; but this day I am uncomfortable.

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Very unwell. I am strangely brought down; Lord, let me suffer with patience; thy will be done! I could not do any thing at my books; but that I might not be wholly idle, I wound cotton broaches among the children.

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I sat at home reading a little. Monday, I am better; my fever is greatly broken. I can only write, and meditate about an hour in a day. I must have some exercise, if it is only women’s work.

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We had news from the assembly, that the American ambassadors were rejected at Paris. A report prevails that the French were about to invade England with one hundred and fifty thousand men. The British can raise two hundred thousand militia, and two hundred thousand regulars; there may yet be most desperate times—worse than in Julius Cæsar’s day. My mind is in peace. We have winterly weather; more snow after much rain this day: thank God I have where to lay my head, a little reading and winding of cotton that I may not be quite idle.

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Nothing of moment except a few thoughts for Ebenezer school.

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I employed myself in winding cotton; I cannot think long, read, or write. Rebecca Dromgoole reads for me out of Watts, Alleine, and Baxter’s works. I am much tried: the weather is so cold that I must keep in the house.

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Was a gloomy morning to me: nothing but the thoughts of death agitated my mind. It oppresses my heart to think that I live upon others and am useless, and that I may die by inches.

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A solitary day to me, neither preaching, reading, writing, nor conversing.

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I was employed in revising my journal. I am like Mr. Whitefield, who being presented with one of his extempore sermons taken in short hand, could not bear to see his own face. I doubt whether my journals yet remaining will appear until after my death: I could send them to England and get a price for them; but money is not my object.

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I was employed in explaining my manuscript; but am afraid of intense application.

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Still engaged in revising my journal.

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I rode to Owen’s, seven miles, and heard brother Whatcoat, on the “end of the commandment.” I had been kept back so long that I was constrained to spend about forty minutes in glossing on the epistle to the angel of the Church of Ephesus; I then commented on what law Paul must have alluded to in 1 Timothy 1:9.

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I took four grains of tartar emetic, and had a large bitter return.

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My fever was very light last night. I received a most loving letter from the Charleston conference; there is great peace and good prospects there. I hope to be able to move next week. I have well considered my journal: it is inelegant; yet it conveys much information of the state of religion and country. It is well suited to common readers; the wise need it not. I have a desire that my journals should be published, at least after my death, if not before. I make no doubt but others have laboured: but in England, Scotland, and Ireland, and those kingdoms which have been civilized and improved one thousand years, and which are under such improvements, no ministers could have suffered in those days, and in those countries, as in America, the most ancient parts of which have not been settled two hundred years, some parts not forty, others not thirty, twenty, nor ten, and some not five years. I have frequently skimmed along the frontiers, for four and five hundred miles, from Kentucky to Green Briar, on the very edge of the wilderness; and thence along Tygers Valley to Clarksburg on the Ohio. These places, if not the haunts of savage men, yet abound with wild beasts. I am only known by name to many of our people, and some of our local preachers; and unless the people were all together, they could not tell what I have had to cope with. I make no doubt the Methodists are, and will be, a numerous and wealthy people, and their preachers who follow us will not know our struggles but by comparing the present improved state of the country with what it was in our days, as exhibited in my journal and other records of that day.

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Rain and snow; I am a poor prisoner.

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We made a visit to Matthew Myrick’s, and returned.

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It is very cold weather: I was glad to keep close occupied in reviewing my journal, and writing a few letters. This is a sickly time.

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I did not preach; I cannot attend these meeting houses, they are only calculated for summer, or good health. I have hopes of being useful once more. My mind at times is under strong temptations: I cannot bear confinement. Mrs. Selby¹ hath told some persons that she is convinced, by my means, that slavery is sinful. I would say—if so, move heaven with your prayers, and earth with your counsels and solicitations; and never rest till slavery is expelled from the plantation.

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I had appointed to meet the trustees of Ebenezer Academy, at brother Holb’s, on the north side of the Meherrin. After some conversation they willingly agreed to address the conference in behalf of Ebenezer Academy for an annual subscription, to make provision for a man at about one hundred pounds a year, who shall keep an English school under our rules, with the worship and the word of God.

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I rode to brother Pelham’s;¹ here I was at home. I spent my time with the women and children, in winding cotton and hearing them read. My soul was much blessed.

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The weather is cool and changeable. By letters from the north I find that the book interest is upon a good footing, the fund interest well secured, and great peace reigns amongst the preachers.

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There fell a heavy snow from six to nine and twelve inches deep. I had to keep house. I had but little to say but what would call for weeping, lamentations, and woe. I was a little recreated by hearing Betsy and Nancy Pelham read Doddridge’s Sermons to Young People. Saturday and Sabbath, 17, 18. Clear, but cold, and much snow. When I get sick and dispirited, I think, Was I not a bishop, and required by duty, and necessity, and conscience, to do the best I can, I would rather go into some line of business to get my own living, and not lounge about. I feel for those who have had to groan out a wretched life dependent on others—as Peddicord, Gill, Tunnell, and others whose names I do not now recollect; but their names are written in the book of life, and their souls are in the glory of God. I reflected with pain, that we had never reprinted, in America, the life, labours, travels, and sufferings of that great man of God, David Brainerd, of gracious memory; it would be a book well fitted for our poor, painful, and faithful missionaries; none but God and themselves know what they suffer, the minutes of which for one week might fill a volume written by an ingenious pen and feeling heart. The last week I spent in some pain of mind, patience and prayer. It being meeting day at my lodgings, I gave an exhortation to the congregation, having three subjects in view,—First, The excellency of the religion of Jesus: Secondly, The way to come at the knowledge of the hearts of men and women; namely, by their actions: Thirdly, To put no confidence in frames and feelings, whilst people are living in wilful sin, or the neglect of plain, known duty.

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It is such cloudy weather I cannot go out: I wind cotton, hear the children read, and teach them a little grammar. I have, by the help of a scribe, marked the States I have travelled through for these twenty years; but the movements are so quick (travelling night and day), it seems that the notes upon two or three hundred miles are only like a parish and a day—on paper. The understanding reader that could judge the distance would see that I purpose to have the names of the people at whose houses I have preached, or the journal will appear utopian.

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I can only make a few weak observations. What little pen work I dare do has been in writing a letter to New York. I shall only journalize a little, and never enter deeply into my other subjects. I scorn to be idle; the past week hath been spent in the cotton work with my fingers, and in hearing the children read, and instructing them in the English grammar. I have thought, if we do wrong we rank among the vilest of the vile, as having been more favoured than any others. Many other Churches go upon the paths already trodden two or three hundred years. We formed our own Church, and claim the power of a reform every four years. We can make more extensive observations, because our preachers in six or seven years can go through the whole continent, and see the state of other Churches in all parts of this new world. We of the travelling ministers, who have nothing to mind but the gospel and the Church of God, may and ought to be very useful.

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I class among my weeping days.

I have rested at the comfortable house of my dear friend, Peter Pelham, from February 9 till March 9, on which day we rode through the heat to Hubland Saunders’s, and on Saturday, 10, to Ebenezer meeting house, formerly Merritt’s chapel. I met a few local brethren; the house was open, and the day warm. I was soon outdone, and sunk into dejection; the pain returned in my breast, and a discharge of blood took place.

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I sat alone at brother Merritt’s house. It was expected I should preach—but ah! woe is me, to be cut off from the happy service of the sanctuary through weakness of body! O Lord, show me wherefore thou contendest with me! I was concerned to bring in better order among the local line of the ministry, by classing them together, and then, being thus classed, by making them take regular stations on Sabbath days. I also appointed them a leader, to meet once in three or six months, to discourse about their souls and families, and the congregation and society they attend.

I am now alone with God the Lord, my only hope! In consequence of riding twenty-five miles, a bad road, and sitting about three hours in conference with the local brethren, in an open house, I am quite overcome. It shows that the main spring in my system is broken or much weakened, so that every feeble attempt I make to do any small service to the Church is very burdensome to myself, and will always give grief and disappointment to my friends, to my dearest and best brethren.

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I have visited four families in Brunswick, and three in Dinwiddie counties. On Saturday I had a close conversation with some of our local ministry: we had great union. I was led to inquire of them the state of their own souls, and the standing of the societies and congregations they attended, and advised them to meet in a conference class once in three months, and deal faithfully with each other, and plan their work. We were happy to find seven out of ten were not in the spirit of practice of slavery. I have made out since Friday week to ride about sixty-five miles, and to meet as many of the local brethren as I could call together from Brunswick and Amelia counties. I have in general enjoyed peace of mind, and better health of body, than heretofore. I received a letter from the African preacher and society in Philadelphia, giving me an account of the revival of the work of God in the congregation of the Methodists in this city, amongst both white and black.

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Since the last sacred day, I have visited seven families. A friend of mine was inquisitive of my trade and apprenticeship—as Mr. Glendenning had reported; as he asked me so plainly, I told him that I counted it no reproach to have been taught to get my own living. My health is somewhat better. I am yet unable to read or write largely; I can pray and praise the Lord a little. I assisted Philip Sands to draw up an agreement for our officiary to sign against slavery: thus we may know the real sentiments of our local preachers. It appears to me, that we can never fully reform the people, until we reform the preachers; and that hitherto, except purging the travelling connexion, we have been working at the wrong end. But if it be lawful for local preachers to hold slaves, then it is lawful for travelling preachers also; and they may keep plantations and overseers upon their quarters: but this reproach of inconsistency must be rolled away. Some of our local preachers complain that they have not a seat in the General Annual Conference. We answer, if they will do the duty of a member of the yearly conference, they may have the seat and privilege of the travelling line. The travelling ministry may complain, We must go at a minute’s warning to our circuits, far and near; and attend with the greatest strictness to our appointments and societies. The local preachers go where and when they please; can preach anywhere and nowhere; they can keep plantations and slaves, and have them bought or given by their parents. The local preachers can receive fifty or a hundred dollars per year, for marriages; but we travellers, if we receive a few dollars for marriages, must return them at the conference, or be called refractory or disobedient. Let us not have the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ with respect of persons in ministers, any more than in members—in local preachers, any more than travelling ones. I have done great things this week—I have ridden nearly sixty miles. I heard brother Ira Ellis, on the Second Epistle of John, verse 8: “Look to yourselves, that ye lose not the things ye have wrought; but that ye receive a full reward.” Great need there is, in this degenerate day and place, for ministers and people to look to themselves.

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I visited a local preacher, and gave him a plain and patient talk upon slavery.

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I attended a sermon and sacrament at brother Pelham’s.

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Rode fifteen miles to brother Saunders’s.

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Attended a sermon and sacrament, and gave a short exhortation on the purity of the communion. We rode fifteen miles after meeting to brother Drumgoole’s; rested Friday. Saturday we rode eight miles to brother Owens’s: brother Whatcoat gave us an excellent discourse, on, “He shall feed his flock like a shepherd”: we had two exhortations; mine was feeble. We had a meeting with the local preachers. I returned to brother Drumgoole’s the same day. I feel that a little application to thought and bodily exercise is too much for me.

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Editorial note: The supplied edition cites “Acts 14:38-41” (ASB_VOL2.PDF, PDF page 148), but this is not a valid reference in the library’s KJV numbering. The source’s own footnote discusses the difficulty: This chapter of Acts has only 28 verses. There is nothing to indicate the correct passage. The 1821 printed journal also reads “Acts xiv. 38–41”; that older witness does not remove the citation difficulty. Francis Asbury, Journal (1821), PDF page 316.

I was once more privileged to sit in a serious assembly, at Edward Drumgoole’s chapel: I also ascended the sacred stand after brother Whatcoat had given us a very plain, valuable, and useful sermon, properly heard, upon Acts 14:38-41.¹ I ventured to give a gloss upon Acts 2:40.

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The last week was memorable for a prodigious falling of rain from Monday to Saturday. I rode with great weakness to my dear brother Seward’s,¹ seventeen miles, and on Saturday to Salem, for conference. Sabbath we had an open time.

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We began conference, and ended on Wednesday evening: we had three public days. The peace and union of the conference was apparently great: I was assisted to attend.

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Rode twenty-five miles; the roads very deep and much broken; we stopped at brother Paup’s. I am but feeble still, and cannot stand labour as in past days. I have travelled since I left brother Drumgoole’s sixty-five miles.

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We came the road to Harper’s bridge, over Nottoway River, fifteen miles, to brother Robinson’s in Dinwiddie county: this being a byway the path was smooth. I have entered upon a tour of two thousand miles before I may probably see this part of the land again. O! can I perform such a toil? Weakness of body maketh me feel great heaviness of mind. I must think, speak, write, and preach a little; or I may as well give up my station.

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I attempted a feeble discourse on 2 Peter 3:11: “Seeing then that all these things shall be dissolved, what manner of persons ought ye to be in all holy conversation and godliness?” We had a large congregation: our brethren, Dyer, White, and Roper, were ordained deacons. I appointed my dear aged and faithful brother Whatcoat to visit the four districts belonging to the Virginia conference, and wrote my apology as not being able to ride on horseback as heretofore. Notwithstanding my bowels were afflicted and much affected, we left brother Henry Reese’s, and rode through dust and deep cut roads thirty miles to Petersburg. I endeavoured to commune with God, but I had great sinkings of heart.

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I preached at Petersburg very feebly on 2 Peter 3:17, 18.

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There was a severe frost. We then rode to Richmond: I was very unwell. I went to the court house and made my apology for inability.

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Being so unwell and crowded with company, I found it best once more to try for Baltimore: we came only forty miles to Lyon’s, in Caroline county.

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We had a gentle ride to Todd’s tavern.

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We crossed the new bridge at Falmouth, and came to Stafford court house to dine, and thence to Ward’s at night—thirty-five miles.

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We came to Colchester to dine, and to William Adams’s at night, thirty miles. The roads were nearly as bad as in winter, and amazingly ploughed up with frost and using. The prospects for small grain are bad. We met with a powerful storm, but my carriage kept me dry, and my cloak defended brother Enoch George from damage. This has been a changeable day; heat, wind, rain, and the vast fatigue of bad roads, deep gullies, heavy mire, roots, and hills, bore hard upon me. I heard of brother William Watters’s preaching at the Fall church, a faithful funeral sermon. MARYLAND

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We reached Shadrach Turner’s, and made a rapid ride to the city of Baltimore. I visited until the Sabbath, April 29. They would publish for me at Old Town meeting house.¹ I made an attempt on Psalm 132:9: “Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness, and let thy saints shout for joy.” I went to the Point and heard a sermon on “Speak evil of no man.” I gave a short exhortation, and came home much more comfortable than I expected. Our beautiful house is not ready yet.² I fear I tremble in imagination, lest it should have more temporal than spiritual glory.

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Our conference began:¹ it was half-yearly, to bring on an equality by the change from fall to spring. We had to correct the many offences given at many conferences to one particular man! I pleased myself with the idea that I was out of the quarrel: but no! I was deeper in than ever, and never was wounded in so deep a manner. It was as much as I could bear. I cannot stand such strokes.

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We opened the new house.¹ Brothers Lee, Bruce, and Forrest preached. Monday and Tuesday I visited brother Willis.

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I attended the public fast. My subject was: “So the Lord was entreated for the land.” I observed: I. That there were special times and seasons in which it becomes our duty, in a most special manner, to entreat the Lord for the Church and the land. II. Who they are who ought to be assembled—every order, the elders and people at large; sanctified— that is, set apart from labour and common service—the bride and bridegroom, the children, the infant offspring. III. Who shall intercede— the priests, the ministers of the Lord: again, if my people which are called by my name shall humble themselves. IV. The special seasons—calamities threatened by God or man, feared or felt, such as sword, famine, or pestilence. V. How we should entreat the Lord—with fasting, prayer, reading, and preaching the word of God; confessing our sins and sorrows, and acknowledging his mercies. The calamities of the Church: idolatry, division, superstition, and backsliding. VI. The happy consequences of God’s being entreated—he heareth and answereth, in temporal, and spiritual, and in eternal blessings.

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I had to go upon my watch tower. My subject in our temple was 1 Kings 9:6-9. It was observed on the first head of the discourse, What the pious Israelites had professed, experienced, and practiced, namely, the knowledge, worship, ordinances, and service of the true and glorious Jehovah they and their godly children had an experience of convicting, converting, and sanctifying grace through a promised Messiah; and had pardon of sin, and peace with God. Israelites indeed—enjoying the love of God, and walking in loving, living obedience to all the known commandments of God. Secondly, How they might partially return from following the Lord: and, again, how they might wholly depart from God. Thirdly, The dreadful consequences. In this discourse the parallel was drawn, and a close application made, to the rising generation. Some sentiments were expressed upon the burning of the former house; the probabilities of the latter house also being destroyed, unless defended by the Almighty. At the Point I spoke on the epistle to the angel of the Church of Pergamos. I was thankful that my strength was so great. Our congregations were large and seriously attentive.

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We rode to Perry Hall, and continued there until the twenty-sixth of the same month. I was not employed. Brothers Philip Bruce and John Harper¹ attending me, we read over my transcribed numbers of the Journal. A situation so healthy and agreeable had a good influence upon my body and mind; and the kindness and company of the elders of this house were charming and cheering.

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We rode about twenty miles to Deer Creek. I was pleased to find here mother Sarah Watters,¹ aged ninety; her son Henry, sixty; and brother Billy (William) Watters and his wife from Virginia. But, O, how many are dead! And some have fled to the woods, and some gone back to the world. The society is all gone that we had formed here more than twenty years back. A most serious aspect in sight—the fly hath eaten up the grain of the fields. My vegetable diet hath its salutary influence upon my system, much more so than medicine. Could I rest this summer, there would be hope of my health; but I must move and live upon mercy, providence, and grace. Poor Deer Creek! the preachers have left the place for want of hearers; but I had many—and an opening on Romans 8:26. I saw a few who had followed the Lord more than twenty years ago; they have halted—but I trust they will set out anew. I felt life, and some enlargement upon it. It was a comfortable day.

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We came to Northeast.

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I preached on Luke 21:34-36.

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I enlarged on Galatians 2:20. It was observed, That Christ crucified was the grand subject; next in continuance, the being crucified with Christ. Secondly, “I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me” rain communicated grace and life, as ministers and Christians: to live by faith, as well as to be saved by faith. Loved me, is the feeling experience of gracious souls. I received the probable news of the near approach to, or death of my father. I wrote several letters; and feel abundantly better in my body.

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I preached on Matthew 24:45-47.

We had close work, but good tempers abounded, and just measures were pursued. I made an attempt to ride to Germantown, but returned; and it was well I did, for I had no sooner discharged the fragments of the conference business, and the stationing of the preachers, than the affairs of the society came in sight respecting the city. I have my difficulties with the government of the preachers; but I have some trouble with the city societies—they wish to have the connexion drafted, and some of the most acceptable preachers to serve them. I made all haste to leave the city, but not until I had met the trustees of the church.

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Monday, 11, was not an agreeable morning: we had some rain. I had a meeting with the trustees. It was granted we should raise a fund, by subscription, to finish the meeting house in Fourth street. NEW JERSEY

I then came on to Burlington, where preaching being appointed for me, I ventured out at eight o’clock in the evening, that my commission might not totally expire in this place. My subject was Psalm 37:3. I had an opening on the text, and some consolation in my own mind.

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We came to Crosswicks: there were very few at four o’clock; as it was thought it would be most agreeable for me to preach, I made choice of Psalm 27:6, 7; my state of mind was serene. Universal nature is beautiful at this season. I feel the want of a fervent, constant, holy flame, such as has been found in the hearts of martyred saints and favoured souls.

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We came to Hutchinson’s; and on Thursday, to New Brunswick; where I bore my feeble testimony, and drew up a subscription for the purchase of a house for divine worship.¹ On Friday, we came to Elizabethtown.

NEW YORK

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On Saturday, 16, to New York: here I received the serious confirmation of the death of my father, aged eighty-four or eighty-five.

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I preached in the new church on Ecclesiastes 1:1. At the old church, in John Street, my text was 1 Peter 4:10: “As good stewards of the manifold grace of God.” I now feel myself an orphan with respect to my father; wounded memory recalls to mind what took place when I parted with him, nearly twenty-seven years next September; from a man that seldom, if ever, I saw weep—but when I came to America, overwhelmed with tears, with grief, he cried out, “I shall never see him again!” thus by prophecy or by Providence, he hath spoken what is fulfilled. For about thirty-nine years my father hath had the Gospel preached in his house. The particulars of his death are not yet come to hand. I employed the remaining part of this week in visiting, reading, writing,¹ attending preaching and love feast. Brothers Jesse Lee and Joshua Wells were officiating ministers: myself a hearer.

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I preached in John Street church, from Job 17:9: “The righteous also shall hold on his way; and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.” After tracing the origin of the land of Uz, as to be seen in the genealogy of Nahor, his son Huz; taking H as a prefix in Hebrew—as an article, the Uz. In the genealogy of Esau we find Job’s friends as princes and pious philosophers. This is the presumption; Johab the father of Job, or Job ab, i,e. father of grief, according to the Hebrew word. It was observed from whom these words came, and under what great afflictions—

I. The difficulties and doubts of the righteous as being against their holding on their way.

II. Their privileges and promises.

III. Clean hands, clean hearts; by renouncing oppression of all kinds, civil, sacred, and domestic—every act of injustice, all bribery, all sinful practices; these shall “add strength to strength”: we may see this exemplified in the Old and New Testament saints.

At the Bowery church¹ I preached on the epistle to the angel or bishop of Smyrna. On Monday I met the married sisters in the old church.

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I heard brother Nichols¹ preach in the new church. I read a little, write a few letters, and visit daily: life appears to be but poorly spent with me. I met the married women in the new church.

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At the old church I preached from Philippians 3:18-20. At the north church,¹ in the afternoon, on 1 Corinthians 9:2: I was much heated and rather hurried in preaching. The weather is excessively warm—the children are dying, and probably so will the parents unless God sends rain.² I live wholly upon vegetables, and wear flannel. Mr. O’Kelly hath now published to the world what he hath been telling to his disciples for years. Mr. Hammett was moderate; Glendenning not very severe; but James hath turned the butt-end of his whip, and is unanswerably abusive: the Lord judge between us! and he certainly will in that day of days.

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This day we had sermons in all the churches of the Methodists. I had a meeting with the officiary at the Bowery church in the afternoon, and gave them a sermon upon 1 Peter 5:2. Sunday I preached at Brooklyn, on 1 Peter 4:17; and in the afternoon at the old church on Revelation 3:1-5. ——¹ My subject at Brooklyn was, “The time is come that judgment must begin at the house of God.” In temptation, persecution, discipline, heresy, and schism, the general judgment will begin at the house of God. What shall the end be of them that hear but will not obey the Gospel of God. They shall be judged by the Gospel as having, by their disobedience, forfeited every blessing, and as having brought upon themselves every curse the Gospel threatens—they are as completely damned by this disobedience, as the obedient souls are everlastingly saved by the grace of God.

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We came to Samuel Berian’s, at Kingsbridge, and on Tuesday to my home at the widow Sherwood’s. We have a very neatly built house here¹; but I was so ill that Jesse Lee and Joshua Wells had to fill my place. Mr. Phillips, of Birmingham, writes thus of my father—”He kept his room six weeks previous to his death; the first month of the time he ate nothing but a little biscuit, and the last fortnight he took nothing but a little spirits and water—he died very happy.”

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We had to keep indoors¹ on account of rain, and could not attend at White Plains.

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We were at our kind brother Banks’s, upon the banks of Byram River, near the line between Connecticut and the State of New York: my congregation was large, and seriously attentive: my subject was Luke 19:10.

CONNECTICUT

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We rode over the rocks and hills to Stamford. We had a comfortable rain that cooled the air. I find I cannot preach often—I must spare myself or destroy myself.

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We rode to Joseph Hall’s, Poquonock, and made it twenty-eight or thirty miles.

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I attended the congregation at Elnathan Wheeler’s, and feebly administered the word from Acts 4:12. I had a desire to hear brother Jocelyn¹ in the afternoon; but he addressed me, after his reading, singing and prayer, desiring me to preach: my subject was Philippians 2:12, 13. I applied the text to believers, seekers, and sinners.

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I rode sixteen miles to New Haven.

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We took our departure from New Haven, and came through North Brandford to Durham, twenty miles. The day was gloomy and excessively warm at times. We crossed the rocks and hills to Haddam, and rode after sunset, for nine or ten miles, a most desperate road: this put my strength, courage, and skill to trial, with all my patience, and every spring, and every part of the frame of my carriage; but we came safe to father Wilcox’s, where we had many tokens of love shown us, to make rest comfortable.

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At four o’clock, brother Jesse Lee gave a warm, encouraging sermon, from 1 Corinthians 15:58. At the new meeting house (properly West Haddam), where the Methodists are upon free principles, I added a few words; and then began our march to New London. We crossed Connecticut river at Chapman’s ferry:¹ we came on without touching the ground sometimes, as the carriage would frequently jump from rock to rock. After riding about thirty-two miles, we reached New London at eight o’clock. James O’Kelly hath told a tale of me which I think it my duty to tell better. He writes, “Francis ordered the preachers to entitle him bishop, in directing their letters.” The secret and truth of the matter was this: the preachers having had great difficulties about the appellation of the Rev. or Mr., that is, to call a man by one of the Divine appellations, supposing Mr. to be an abbreviation of Master (“call no man master upon earth”), it was talked over in the yearly conference, for then we had no General Conference established. So we concluded that it would be by far the best to give each man his official title; as deacon, elder, and bishop: to this the majority agreed. James O’Kelly giveth all the good, the bad, and middling of all the order of our Church to me. What can be the cause of all this ill treatment which I receive from him? Was it because I did not, I could not settle him for life in the south district of Virginia? Is this his gratitude? He was in this district for ten years, part of the time in the very best circuits in the district, and then in the district as presiding elder; and there was no peace with James, until Doctor Coke took the matter out of my hands, after we had agreed to hold a General Conference to settle the dispute: and behold, when the General Conference, by a majority (which he called for), went against him, he treated the General Conference with as much contempt almost as he had treated me; only I am the grand butt of all his spleen.

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Editorial note: The supplied edition cites “Matthew 8:36-38” (ASB_VOL2.PDF, PDF page 157), but this is not a valid reference in the library’s KJV numbering. The source’s own footnote discusses the difficulty: This chapter of Matthew has only thirty-four verses. There is no indication as to the correct passage. The 1821 printed journal also reads “Matt. viii. 36–38”; that older witness does not remove the citation difficulty. Francis Asbury, Journal (1821), PDF page 324.

I made a feeble attempt at the court house, on 2 Peter 3:17, 18. I was greatly assisted in mind and body. In the afternoon I preached on Matthew 8:36-38.¹

At the foundation of the new meeting house, the frame of which was raised on Monday, brother Jesse Lee preached. I was pleased by moving along on a good road, but through an exceedingly warm day, fifteen miles to Norwich. The loss of rest last evening made the heat of this day more burdensome to my poor body. There is a growth of religion in this circuit; but it is ploughing among rocks and stone-walls in a two-fold sense. The society came together, and after myself and elder Lee had exhorted, we had a speaking and living time among the brethren and sisters.

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We rode through heat and over rocks twelve miles to brother Lyon’s,¹ at Canterbury; this made me feel like Jonah. I was much outdone, having slept but little for two nights: but I was compensated for all in finding the life of religion amongst this people. Brother Lyon is the son of a godly father, who was a Baptist minister; he was imprisoned for truth and religious liberty; the aged man lived until we came: his wife is yet living and loving God. The father was awakened by Mr. George Whitefield’s ministry: the son is a man of piety and property. RHODE ISLAND

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We passed Plainfield and Sterling, and came to Coventry, in the State of Rhode Island. They have established turnpikes upon the way to Providence, and greatly reformed the road: but I had to turn out to search for my friends, and the souls of my charge: we computed it twenty-five miles to General Lippett’s—such work as I had is not easily told: we came in about eight o’clock. Thursday, at General Christopher Lippett’s, I preached on 1 John, 1:7, 8. I rested on Friday and Saturday, and on Sabbath day my subject was Hebrews 2:2. Monday, rode twenty-two miles through heat to Warren: we lodged at father Martin Luther’s. Here John Hills, from Lewistown, Delaware, liveth—but he is no Methodist; who would have thought this once? Mr. Wilson’s book was read to me by brother Lee, particularly those parts in which he finds fault with the Methodists. It appears to be the language of two or three men; who they are I know not: but be they who they may, they are mild without merit; and in some things are very simple, if not silly, about our drinking water. But why, Mr. Age of Reason, whoever you are, will you find fault with the question, “Have you always a Bible about you?” Poor divinity, and yet poorer spite.

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We came upon Rhode Island; stopped at Matthew Cook’s,¹ dined, and then came to our little meeting house, and had a good season on Hebrews 10:38, 39. This island is most beautiful in its situation and cultivation; the neat stone square walls, level fields of grass, corn, and barley, sloping to the water, are very pleasing to the eye: salt water prospects are most delightful. Upon the summits of the island you may see from water to water. Here fruit trees, fish, and shell fish abound. The Friends’ meeting house is large, and the settlement extensive; and if the Baptists, Moravians, Episcopalians, Friends, and Methodists have any religion, there must be some good people here. Rhode Island is by far the most beautiful island I have seen. I have been very low, and weak, and feverish of late: I can hardly write, think, read, ride, or talk to purpose. It is a little trying to be with people who are healthy, active, and talkative, when you cannot bear a cheerful part with them.

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I returned to the north-east end of the island,¹ where we have a small meeting house, and some gracious souls. Brother Lee preached last evening at Newport. As I was unwell, I gave my services to brother Hall’s² family, where I was entertained with every mark of affection: may they, their own and adopted children, be numbered with the saints! I came away in weakness of body, but strength of soul, to the house at the ferry which we came to when we first entered upon the island.

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We preached at Bristol; my subject was, Luke 18:7. It was to me a serious comfortable time: what but the mighty power of God and the unceasing cries of his people can help us here?

MASSACHUSETTS

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We came through Warren, Swansea, Somerset, Dighton, and Taunton,¹ thirty-two miles: the day was excessively warm; and O! rocks, hills, and stones! I was greatly outdone; no price can pay—there is no purchase for this day’s hire but souls. We frequently spend a dollar per day to feed ourselves and horses: I never received, as I recollect, any personal beneficence, no, not a farthing, in New England; and perhaps never shall, unless I should be totally out of cash.

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I was very unwell in my viscera. I attempted to preach on Romans 10:1-3. I am under deep dejection of mind at times, and distressed above measure with the people—they appear to have so little genuine religion. We hear of a serious mortal fever prevailing in Boston: it is what I have feared would be the visitation of this capital town as in other cities; here also are theatres, sinners, blind priests, and backsliding, formal people, and multitudes who are gospel-hardened. We came to Easton, here we have a new house built. I felt exceedingly weak after riding ten miles; the evening was very warm; I, however, gave them a discourse on 2 Timothy 2:19, and passed the night in some bodily distress.

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I rode twenty-two miles through heat and hunger to Boston: here I spent one night, very unwell in body, and with pains and pleasures of mind, upon account of the preachers and people.

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I was advised to retire a few days to Waltham. There is affliction in Boston—the malignant fever.¹ But who can tell the sick that are in the second or third house from his own, in a town or city where it is needful to observe secrecy lest people should be frightened away from their homes, or the country people from bringing food? How many may be buried in the night, without any tolling of bells or funeral solemnity, thrown into a coarse coffin, or a tar sheet! O! a solitary house, and social family; a comfortable table, pure air, and good water, are blessings at Waltham. There is a rumour of the blood-shedding in Ireland. O the trade and plague of war! I pity the old world; I fear for the new—shall we be altogether unpunished? My calculation is that we have ridden three hundred and thirty miles since our departure from New York.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. At Waltham. I ventured to ride four miles, and preach two sermons—the first on Acts 2:17, 18; and the second from Romans 10:1-3. I was much enlarged, and had clear views, and saw and felt for the people.

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We began our march to Lynn, in weakness of body and distress of mind. I gave a discourse late in the evening, on Hebrews 4:9, and that night I slept but little. On Tuesday we began our journey for the Province of Maine: we passed through Danvers, Salem, Beverly; thence to Hamilton, where we were kindly entertained by some aged people: dined and hasted along through Ipswich, and thence to Newburyport: here I passed in sight of the old prophet, dear Whitefield’s tomb, under the Presbyterian meeting house. His sermons established me in the doctrines of the Gospel more than anything I ever heard or had read at that time; so that I was remarkably prepared to meet reproach and persecution. We crossed Merrimac River and bridge: and came in late to Mr. Merrill’s, where we were kindly entertained. Here we were let into the secret of a negotiation with a congregation by Mr. Elias Hull, one of our wonder-workers—I told you so farewell.

NEW HAMPSHIRE

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We entered properly into New Hampshire. We passed Hampton Falls, where the people and priests were about installing a minister into the deceased Dr. Langdon’s congregation.¹ We had a dripping morning: we, however, set out and rode about twenty miles to Portsmouth: there is a fever somewhat malignant and mortal here. This is a well fortified town against the Methodists. Mr. Hutchinson and daughter received us with great Christian politeness: being exceedingly outdone with heat and labour, I was easily persuaded to tarry until morning. We crossed Piscataqua River, at the town of Portsmouth, in a flat bottomed boat. I am so weak that the smallest shock shakes me. At Portsmouth there is a strong tide, and this morning we had a heavy fog, so that we could scarcely see the tops of the houses on the other side of the river.

MAINE

We came through Old York, father Moody’s² parish, of whom many tales are told; one of which is worth telling to posterity—it is, that the only salary he received was the prayers of his people. We came on to Wells, and were kindly entertained at Mr. Barak Maxwell’s.³ I was restless through the night and sleepy and sick through the next day, yet we rode forty miles to Major Enoch Ilsley’s,⁴ near Portland.

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We passed New Stroudswater,¹ named probably after the old one in Gloucester, in Old England. We have ridden since Monday morning about one hundred and forty miles; the roads tolerable; the weather extremely warm; and we are amongst strangers.

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We rode five miles to Presumscut River, and stopped at father Baker’s.¹ Sabbath-day, I preached in the barn, on, “Now is the accepted time, and now is the day of salvation.” Mother Baker was sick, but had a sure confidence in God. Here we have the frame of a good meeting house erected upon a beautiful spot.

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We rode to Gray, and were kindly entertained at Mr. Randall’s.¹ I preached to a few in a school house, on Matthew 24:12, 13,—the case with these people, if their love was ever warm.

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We came through Gloucester to the widow Roe’s. We sat under a shade by the road side, and read ——’s acknowledgment of his fall, in an address to the conference—so candid and apparently contrite never did I hear. My subject at Roe’s was Acts 2:21; the people appeared careless and unfeeling. In the evening there came up a very heavy gust of rain, lightning, and thunder, and I feared for ourselves. Next morning a dead ox was found about one hundred yards from our horses in the same field, and the presumption was he was killed by lightning, as there appeared to be one particular shock directed to that place. O Lord, thou preservest man and beast! My soul was much engaged in prayer.

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We rode through the woods to Androscoggin River, thence to Lewistown, where our appointment for preaching had been made at two o’clock, and another at four o’clock. No one attending at two o’clock, we came on to Monmouth.

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I was at home at brother Fogg’s.¹ He and his wife are pious souls; such, with an increase, may they live and die! I had taken cold in crossing the mountain, which was rocky and uneven. I preached in the open meeting house to a congregation of people that heard and felt the word. My subject was Ephesians 6:13-18. I was raised a small degree above my feeble self, and so were some of my hearers. We rode that evening to Hopkins’s,² in Winthrop, where meeting was appointed in the Congregational house. As the day was damp, and myself sick, I declined; and brother Lee preached, and the people said it was a good time. I found father Bishop,³ at whose house we stayed; his son and wife exceedingly kind. We breakfasted at our brother Prescott’s.⁴ This part of the District of Maine is settled with people from the south of Massachusetts, and some from New Hampshire.

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We had to beat through the woods between Winthrop and Redfield, which are as bad as the Alleghany mountain, and the Shades of Death. We have now laid by our carriage and saddle, to wait until Wednesday next for conference; the first of the kind ever held in these parts, and it will probably draw the people from far and near.

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Ten of us sat in conference.¹ Great was our union and freedom of speech with each other.

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Thursday, 30, was our great day: it was computed that from one thousand to eighteen hundred souls attended public preaching and ordination. The unfinished temporary state of the gallery was such, that the plank and other parts would crack and break. We had one alarm while ordaining, owing to the people’s wish to gratify their curiosity; but no person was killed or wounded. My subject was 2 Corinthians 4:1, 2. It was observed: “this ministry,” by way of eminence distinguished from the law—the ministry of the Spirit and power, and the word and letter of the gospel. Secondly, The apostolic manner of using the ministry—renouncing the hidden things of dishonesty, not walking in craftiness, nor handling the word of God deceitfully: not seeking either worldly honour, ease, or profit; but by manifestation of the truth commending ourselves to every man’s conscience in the sight of God—to sinners of all characters; to seekers, believers, men of tender and scrupulous consciences. Thirdly, The temptations, labours, and sufferings the faithful ministers have to meet with in the discharge of their duties. Fourthfuly, The support they shall have by the mercy and power of God, and fruit of their labours. Fifthly; We faint not. A person that fainteth loseth all action; is pale and dispirited: it is a near resemblance of death, and sometimes terminates in death. Unhappy the man who is dead and useless in the ministry!

Weary of being shut in one house for some days, I came in the afternoon through the dreadful swamp to Squire Sewall Prescott’s, at Winthrop. I found a Congregational priest there. Early in the morning I came to Monmouth to breakfast; dined at Lewistown, and lodged at the widow Roe’s. The next day (Saturday) I came to Gray to dinner; thence to Falmouth, and lodged at Major Ilsley’s. I came chiefly alone; I experienced much bodily weakness: my trials are great; the roads are bad, and I fear the families are little bettered by anything I could say or do for them.

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I am surprisingly supported, and am gaining strength, notwithstanding the heat of the sun and most desperate roads and rocks. We have come nearly sixty miles in two days. I had it confirmed that the ox was killed by lightning, which was found dead within one hundred yards of our horses. I went to Portland, unexpectedly, upon the Sabbath day. I preached in the widow Boynton’s¹ back room to about twenty-five persons, chiefly women. My subject was 2 Peter 2:9. In the afternoon I preached to about double the number, on Philippians 3:8. I returned Sabbath evening to my very kind friend’s house, Major Ilsley’s.

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We came off in haste, and rode thirty-five miles to Wells. We lodged with Deacon Clarke; a most complete house of entertainment. MASSACHUSETTS

Tuesday. We rode forty-seven miles to Salisbury, near Newburyport. I passed Hampton and Hampton Falls¹; at the latter Mr. Whitefield preached his last sermon, and probably caught the cause of his death. I came over Piscataqua bridge, a most admirable piece of architecture; it is double, and the tollgate and tavern stand upon the island: we dined at Greenland,² and had great attention paid us. The fever is breaking out again in Portsmouth, and it is awful in Philadelphia; it seemeth as if the Lord would humble or destroy that city, by stroke after stroke, until they acknowledge God. Very serious appearances of this fever are now in New York.

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Came from Captain Patake’s to Lynn; where I preached on Friday, from Galatians 5:6-8.

Saturday. We came off with a design to call at Boston: the heat was excessive, and the sun met me in the face, so that I was almost ready to faint in the carriage. I changed my mind, and concluded to come on to Waltham, and spend another Sabbath. I missed my way a little, but came in about seven o’clock, riding since two o’clock twenty miles.

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I attended the chapel in the morning—my subject was 1 Peter 2:9, 10; and in the afternoon, at five o’clock, from the 11th and 12th verses of the same chapter: many attended. Monday and Tuesday. We continued at Waltham.

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We came on to Weston, where I preached in the new house, a well designed building, on 1 Corinthians 15:58.

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We rode twenty miles, the way stony and dusty, to Mr. Nicoll’s,¹ at Westborough: here five preachers came together. With hard sighs I attempted to preach, and was most remarkably assisted upon Titus 2:11, 12.

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We rode forty-one miles over very uneven roads; my horse ran away with me, but did me no hurt. We lodged at Mr. Hubbard’s, at Brimfield. I was surprised to see the meeting and dwelling houses they have built in this place, and the reforms they have made in the roads, since I came up through this part of the state seven years ago.

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We came once more to Silas Bliss’s, at Wilbraham. We have ridden ninety miles in two days, and I would rather have ridden two hundred in the low level lands of the south of this continent. Sabbath day. I attended at Wilbraham; my subject was 1 Peter 2:1-4.

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We came to Springfield to dine, and then rode on, through excessive heat and bad roads, sixteen miles to-day.

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We came up to Granville, sixteen miles: it was well that I had help over the rocks and mountains.

Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. We sat in conference;¹ about fifty preachers of different descriptions present: ten were admitted on probation. We had many weighty and deliberate conversations on interesting subjects, in much plainness and moderation. Six of us lodged amongst deacon Loyd’s kind Congregational people.

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We began our flight to the White Plains, across the hills and along most dreadful roads for a carriage: we came to Canaan, about thirty-six miles, and lodged by the falls of Housatonick river.¹ Its source is in some ponds and springs N. and S.W. of Pittsfield, Massachusetts, and running through the heart of Connecticut, empties into Long Island Sound at Stratford: it is the second in magnitude to that which gives a name to the State.

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We came on, twelve in company, to Dover, in the State of New York. I should have stopped at Sharon meeting house had we not expected a meeting at four o’clock in Dover. We made this Sabbath day’s journey twenty-five miles; the weather was very warm, and we had nothing to eat from seven o’clock in the morning until four o’clock in the afternoon. My subject was Hebrews 12:12-14.

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We came through Dutchess county, near the line of the two States, and down the waters of Croton River. We lodged at Webb’s, near New Salem. We reached the Plains in about thirty-six miles, and came in about sundown. Most awful times in Philadelphia and New York—citizens flying before the fever as if it were the sword! I now wait the providence of God to know which way to go.

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Came to my former lodging, where I lay sick last year: it is still like a home.¹

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We attempted to cross North River¹ at Woolsey’s ferry, but the wind blew too strong. We visited a kind family, and returned to the widow Sherwood’s.² We have spent a day, and ridden sixteen miles, and are now where we began. Friday we rode twenty miles and crossed at Bull’s ferry,³ six miles above New York: we were about two hours and a half in getting over: after which we rode eighteen miles to Elizabethtown. NEW JERSEY

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We rode on to New Brunswick, twenty miles, dined, and then hasted to Milford, twenty-two miles: here we spent the Sabbath day. I preached in the Hutchinsonian chapel:¹ my text was Matthew 5:8. Now we meet the tidings of doleful distress from poor Philadelphia— ninety dying in a day; surely God will plead with us! Monday I rested.

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I stopped and dined, talked, and prayed with the Joseph Lovell family, at Crosswick’s, and came that night to Hulet Hancock’s, who is a kind and gracious man.

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Called upon James Sterling. This morning the certainty of the death of John Dickins was made known to me:¹ he was in person and affection another Thomas White to me for years past: I feared death would divide us soon: I cannot write his biography here.

PENNSYLVANIA

We came to Germantown: and Thursday, twenty-five miles to Daniel Meredith’s; where we tarried for a night.

MARYLAND

Next day we reached Thomson’s mill,² upon Great Elk: within a mile of this place, while going over a desperate piece of road my carriage turned bottom upwards; I was under, and thrown down a descent of five or six feet: I thought at first I was unhurt, but upon examination I found my ankle was skinned and a rib bone bruised. O, the heat, the fall, the toil, the hunger of the day!

On Saturday we rode six miles to Northeast: my bruised side pained me much, my spirits were sad; dark clouds impend over Methodism here.

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I preached in the Northeast church on Hebrews 12:15-17. The substance of my sermon was: 1. A caution against failing to obtain the repenting, converting, persevering, sanctifying grace of God. 2. How some bad principles, persons, and practices were like wormwood, gall, and poison to society. 3. How small the gain, and how great the loss of peace.

4. That some might apostatize beyond the possibility of being restored, and weep hopeless and unavailing tears: I enforced the caution; looking diligently to avoid the greatest evil and danger on the one hand, and to secure the greatest good, grace, and glory on the other. Monday we rode to the Buck, and dined with a daughter of Sarah Dallam’s.¹ We then came on to Perry Hall: in consequence of the drought this place does not appear a universal green, as formerly.

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We came to Baltimore: here they have little to boast of but health and trade: the outward building of a society house is going on.¹ I had John Dickins’s son² with me: we sketched out a few traits of his father’s life. For piety, probity, profitable preaching, holy living, Christian education of his children, secret, closet prayer, I doubt whether his superior is to be found either in Europe or America.

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I had an appointment in the new church at ten o’clock. I endeavoured to suit my subject to the season, and to the time of affliction in our towns and cities; it was 2 Chronicles 7:13, 14.¹ VIRGINIA

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We rode thirty-two miles to Turner’s. Here man and beast beginning to fail, I rested on Sabbath day; we had a long ride to Fairfax chapel, where we came in about twelve o’clock. In consequence of my affliction of body and mind I was but poorly prepared to preach; however, I attempted a gloss on 1 Peter 2:1-3. Here I saw and conversed with my old friend William Watters.

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We came to Alexandria; I preached in the evening on Colossians 3:15.

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Brother Lee and John Harper accompanied me; we came through excessive heat and dust, thirty miles, to Ward’s.

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I came to the widow Conner’s, who keeps a decent boarding house: we rode this day about forty miles, having nothing to eat but a little bread and cheese. On Thursday, twelve miles to the widow Collins’, where we breakfasted between eleven and twelve o’clock, and in our usual manner prayed, and addressed the family about their souls; and then rode on, ten miles, to brother Lyon’s. Whilst others leave us, and say much evil of us, these people in Caroline county keep closely to us. I felt very unwell, occasioned, I suppose, by riding so late and early through the excessive heat, dust, and dews.

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We came through the dust, thirty-five miles, to Richmond: here I heard of the death of John Norman Jones, who departed in joy and peace in Charleston; this is the second preacher we have lost in about one year in that city. Likewise of Hickson and Brush, in New York; M’Gee and Dickins, in Philadelphia; and Francis Spry in Baltimore. M’Gee, William Dougharty, J. Brush, Stephen Davis, John Ragen, James King, and John Dickins, died of the malignant fever.

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I rested in Richmond. I here must record my thanks to my ancient and firm friend, Philip Rogers, for the loan of a horse, when mine was fully worn down, and unable to stand my long and rapid rides.

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I preached in the court house, at the east end of the city on 1 John 1:6, 7; and in the afternoon on Romans 10:13-16. On

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I preached at Manchester, on Hebrews 8:10, 11; and on Tuesday rode to Petersburg by three o’clock, and preached on Hebrews 3:16. I spent the evening with, and slept at Joseph Harding’s; it was a renewal of our former friendship. I spent Wednesday at Wood Tucker’s, in as sweet affection as in ancient times. I exhorted his children to come to Christ.

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In company with my never-failing friend (as far as man can be so) Richard Whatcoat, I came to Roper’s. My horse was taken sick, which detained me a night. On Friday, at Henry Reese’s, my subject was Matthew 6:16. I had the pleasure of seeing seven preachers present. On

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Saturday, 27, we had what was much wanted—rain.

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I rode sixteen miles and preached at Mayes’s chapel, lodging at Peter Robinson’s. Here I left my carriage and sick horse with brother Mansfield. Monday, at Trotter’s. Tuesday, I met the local brethren; in speaking of our own souls, and the work of God upon others, we were quickened.

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At Paup’s chapel I preached on Ephesians 5:25-27. Brothers Lee and Harper exhorted. The meeting continued until three o’clock. It was a cold day, but a warm meeting. Two or three souls professed to find the Lord in his pardoning grace.

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It rained. On Friday we rode to Benjamin Johnson’s. Here we talked over ancient and present times, and of our feelings. The work reviveth in this society, and it is as we wish it to be, and should be. The young people are coming to Christ, and will fill up the places of their parents, who must shortly go to glory. In the evening we came to brother Meredith’s. God hath blessed his little son; but we found the father sick.

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Rode to brother Seward’s near Roanoke River, where we designed to keep the Sabbath. I felt the want of a cloak or the carriage.

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I have peace in my soul, but feel uncomfortable in my body.

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This was a great day; many preachers, travelling and local, were present. My subject was Ephesians 4:11, 12. We had a melting time. Brother Dromgoole and myself wept. His wife and others praised the Lord.

NORTH CAROLINA

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We crossed the Roanoke at Moseley’s ferry, and stopped at M’Lane’s. Here God is working amongst the people. We came on Wednesday, by riding two hours in the night through the woods, to Harris’s where I preached on Thursday, 8th, from 2 Peter 1:4. On Friday we rode to Colonel Edmund Taylor’s. Sabbath day, at Bank’s church, I preached on Hebrews 6:11, 12, and administered the supper of the Lord, and ordained John Whitefield deacon. The church was so very open that we could not be outwardly comfortable. We tried to remedy it, in some measure, by closing up some of the windows with blankets. I lodged at Nathan Norris’s, one of my sons in Christ, now a father of children, and a very useful preacher.

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We rode twenty miles to Charles Cannon’s; and on Tuesday, twenty-five miles to Snipe’s. Wednesday we forded Haw River, and came through a curious path, for a carriage, to the new meeting house on Hickory Mountain. We dined with Mr. Reeves, an ancient friend of mine, and thence proceeded on to brother M’Master’s, a local preacher. We have ridden this day thirty miles.

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We rode from the upper branches of Rocky River, twenty miles, to Pleasant Garden. When I came to the meeting house, I had little strength of mind or body. We lodged at Daniel Sherwood’s. My aged brethren and sisters from Maryland and Delaware rejoiced to see me, a poor, feeble man. They had seen me in better times.

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We rode to Mr. Bell’s, on Deep River;¹ thence thirty miles to Wood’s, upon Uwharrie River. This day was very warm, and we had exceedingly uncomfortable roads. Going at this rate is very trying; but it will make death welcome, and eternal rest desirable. Saturday and Sunday at quarterly meeting, my subject was Acts 3:26. We rode down twelve miles to D. West’s, and were benighted, which ill suited me. As we had to travel an unknown road to Henry Ledbetter’s, I wished to continue on our journey, and not stop at Hancock; but the people thought and said otherwise, so I stopped, and brother Lee preached; after which I gave a discourse on Acts 2:39, and came off in haste. D. West escorted me down to the ferry, where we called in vain for the flat. D. West went over, and it was with difficulty that he persuaded the ferryman to come with the boat and take me. It being dark, and the wind blowing very strong and cold, we had hard work in crossing. I told the company so in the morning, but stay I must and preach, or be accounted proud. At Henry Ledbetter’s I preached on Hebrews 10:23, 24, and at John Randall’s,² 2 Corinthians 6:1. Brother Jackson had secured for me riding and preaching enough as far as Camden.

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We recrossed the Pee Dee River at C.’s Ferry, and made it about eighteen miles to Mask’s, where I preached on Hebrews 4:1. On Friday, at Bethel, on 2 Corinthians 6:11. Saturday and Sunday, at quarterly meeting, at Jesse’s (a coloured man) meeting house, near Webb’s Ferry. My subject on Saturday was Acts 2:17, 18, and on Sabbath day, 2 Timothy 4:1, 2. We then rode seven miles to Isaac Jackson’s. Monday, rode.

SOUTH CAROLINA

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Preached and rode twenty-two miles to Mr. Blakeney’s, on Thomson’s Creek.¹ Wednesday, rode to Horton’s, and preached on Genesis 23:19. At Crul’s meeting house, on Thursday, on ——, and at Granney’s Quarter,² on 2 Corinthians 12:9; and on Friday we came into Camden. Brother Lee had gone along on brother Blanton’s district.³ We have ridden since brother Jackson⁴ hath had the command of us, nearly one hundred and fifty miles, from Montgomery, in North Carolina, to Camden, in South Carolina. If I attempt any appointments that brother Lee has gone upon, I must ride one hundred and fifty miles next week to Washington, in Georgia. I have made little or no observation on the way, I have been so unwell. The people are remarkably kind in this country. I preached in Camden on 1 Kings 8:35, 36. Here we have a beautiful meeting house. It was a time of very severe drought, but I hope this place will yet be visited in mercy. Monday we rode to brother James Rembert’s and on Tuesday I preached there on Hebrews 6:18. Here we seated ourselves for writing until Saturday. On Sabbath day my subject was Acts 4:20. Monday, we rode to brother Richard Bradford’s, and on Tuesday to Jack Creek.⁵ The changes of weather and lodging affect me much. I called and preached at Robert Bowman’s.⁶ On Friday we came to Monk’s Corner, and on Saturday to Charleston. Fasting, and riding through the heavy sands, cause me to feel unwell. I received a cooling breeze in a letter from the North. For the first time I opened my mouth upon Psalm 66:13, 14. We have peace and good prospects in Charleston, very large congregations attend the ministration of the word. Brother Harper⁷ opened his mission upon, “Thy word have I hid in my heart that I might not sin against thee.” In the evening I spoke upon our Lord’s lamentation over Jerusalem. On Christmas day I preached from Luke 2:14, and at the new church on Haggai 2:7.

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