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A large congregation met at four; and praised Him with joyful hearts and lips, who had given us to see another year.

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I breakfasted at Ephraim Bedder’s. How strangely diversified is the scene of his life! How often had he been, both outwardly and inwardly, in the deep! But at length God has lifted up his head.

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I visited one on the borders of eternity, who did not know his interest in Christ. O how melancholy is it, to leave all below; unless we have an earnest of a better inheritance! How can any reasonable man bear the thoughts of death, till he has a prospect beyond the grave?

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I breakfasted with M—— Y——, an uncommon monument of mercy. For a long time he was “turned back as a dog to his vomit,” and wallowed in all manner of wickedness. Yet his wife could never give him up, nor could he ever escape from the hell within, till she said to him one day, “Go upstairs, and ask of God; and you know not but he may yet bless you.” He went, but with a dull, heavy heart, and stayed about two hours. When he came down, she stared upon him, and said, “What is the matter now? What is come to you? You do not look as you did.” He answered, “No; for I have found the Lord.” And from that hour he has endeavored to walk worthy of God who has again called him” to his kingdom and glory.”

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We had our first watch-night at Snowsfields. Scarce any went away till between twelve and one. How is it, that never any one, in England or Ireland, has been hurt for all these years in going to all parts at the dead of night? Are not the hairs of our head all numbered?

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I advised one who had been troubled many years with a stubborn paralytic disorder, to try a new remedy. Accordingly, she was electrified, and found immediate help. By the same means I have known two persons cured of an inveterate pain in the stomach; and another of a pain in his side, which he had had ever since he was a child. Nevertheless, who can wonder that many gentlemen of the Faculty, as well as their good friends, the Apothecaries, decry a medicine so shockingly cheap and easy, as much as they do quicksilver and tar-water?

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A solemn awe spread over the whole congregation, while I was explaining at West-Street the parable of the Ten Virgins: More especially those who knew they had not “oil in their lamps.”

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I visited one in the Marshalsea Prison; a nursery of all manner of wickedness. O shame to man, that there should be such a place, such a picture of hell upon earth! And shame to those who bear the name of Christ, that there should need any prison at all in Christendom!

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A proposal was made for devolving all temporal business, books and all, entirely on the Stewards; so that I might have no care upon me (in London at least) but that of the souls committed to my charge. O when shall it once be! From this day? In me mora non erit ulla.¹ In the afternoon I visited many of the sick; but such scenes, who could see unmoved? There are none such to be found in a Pagan country. If any of the Indians in Georgia were sick, (which indeed exceeding rarely happened, till they learned gluttony and drunkenness from the Christians,) those that were near him gave him whatever he wanted. O who will convert the English into honest Heathens!

On Friday and Saturday, I visited as many more as I could. I found some in their cells under ground; others in their garrets, half-starved both with cold and hunger, added to weakness and pain. But I found not one of them unemployed, who was able to crawl about the room. So wickedly, devilishly false is that common objection, “They are poor, only because they are idle.” If you saw these things with your own eyes, could you lay out money in ornaments or superfluities?

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I preached at Hayes. Here we have a fair instance of overcoming evil with good. All but the Gentry of the parish patiently hear the truth. Many approve of; and some experience it.

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I visited Mr. S——, slowly recovering from a severe illness. He expressed much love, and did not doubt, he said, inasmuch as I meant well, but that God would convince me of my great sin in writing books; seeing men ought to read no book but the Bible. I judged it quite needless to enter into a dispute with a Sea Captain, seventy-five years old. This day Mr. Stuart was released. For two or three years he had been “instant in season, out of season, doing the work of an Evangelist, and making full proof of his ministry.” Three or four weeks ago he fell ill of a fever, and was for a while in heaviness of soul. Last week all his doubts and fears vanished; and as he grew weaker in body, he grew stronger in faith. This morning he expressed an hope full of immortality, and in the afternoon went to God.

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From Dr. Franklin’s Letters I learned,

1. That electrical fire (or ether) is a species of fire, infinitely finer than any other yet known.

2. That it is discussed, and in nearly equal proportions, through almost all substances.

3. That as long as it is thus diffused, it has no discernible effect.

4. That if any quantity of it be collected together, whether by art or nature, it then becomes visible in the form of fire, and inexpressibly powerful.

5. That it is essentially different from the light of the sun; for it pervades a thousand bodies which light cannot penetrate, and yet cannot penetrate glass, which light pervades so freely.

6. That lightning is no other than electrical fire, collected by one or more clouds.

7. That all the effects of lightning may be performed by the artificial electric fire.

8. That any thing pointed, as a spire or tree, attracts the lightning, just as a needle does the electrical fire.

9. That the electrical fire, discharged on a rat or a fowl, will kill it instantly: But discharged on one dipped in water, will slide off, and do it no hurt at all.

In like manner the lightning which will kill a man in a moment, will not hurt him, if he thoroughly wet. What an amazing scene is here opened for after-ages to improve upon!

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I visited more of the poor sick. The industry of many of them surprised me. Several who were ill able to walk, were nevertheless at work; some without any fire, (bitterly cold as it was,) and some, I doubt, without any food; yet not without that “meat which endureth to everlasting life.”

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I set out in the machine for Bristol; and on Tuesday evening preached at Bath.

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We rode to Bristol. I now looked over Mr. Prince’s “Christian History.” What an amazing difference is there in the manner wherein God has carried on his work in England and in America! There, above an hundred of the established Clergy, men of age and experience, and of the greatest note for sense and learning in those parts, are zealously engaged in the work. Here almost the whole body of the aged, experienced, learned Clergy, are zealously engaged against it; and few, but a handful of raw young men, engaged in it, without name, learning, or eminent sense. And yet by that large number of honorable men, the work seldom flourished above six months at a time, and then followed a lamentable and general decay, before the next revival of it; whereas that which God hath wrought by these despised instruments, has continually increased for fifteen years together; and at whatever time it has declined in any one place, bas more eminently flourished in others.

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I called on Mr. Farley, and saw a plain confutation of that vulgar error, that consumptions are not catching: He caught the consumption from his son, whereby he soon followed him to the grave.

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I preached at Frome, a dry, barren, uncomfortable place. The congregation at Shaftesbury in the evening were of a more excellent spirit.

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I met the stewards of the neighboring societies at Bearfield, and was much refreshed among them.

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I returned to Bristol; and on Monday, 19, set out with my wife for the north. I preached in the evening at Wallbridge, near Stroud. The house being too small, many stood without; but neither before nor after preaching, (much less while I was speaking,) did I hear the sound of any voice; no, nor of any foot; in so deep a silence did they both come, hear, and go away.

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I preached in the Town-Hall at Evesham. At the upper end of the room a large body of people were still and attentive. Meantime, at the lower end, many were walking to and fro, laughing and talking, as if they had been in Westminster Abbey.

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After dinner, abundance of rabble gathered near the Town-Hall, having procured an engine, which they exercised on all that came in their way. So I gave them the ground, and preached at our own Room in great quietness.

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I rode to Birmingham. A few poor wretches, I found, had occasioned fresh disturbance here. The chief was Sarah B——, with whom I talked at large.

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She said, “I am in heaven in the spirit; but I can speak in the flesh. I am not that which appears, but that which disappears. I always pray, and yet I never pray: For what can I pray for? I have all.” I asked, “Do not you pray for sinners?” She said, “No; I know no sinners but one. I know but two in the world: God is one, and the devil is the other.” I asked, “Did not Adam sin of old; and do not adulterers and murderers sin now?” She replied, “No; Adam never sinned; and no man sins now: It is only the devil.” “And will no man ever be damned?” “No man ever will.” “Nor the devil?” “I am not sure; but I believe not.” “Do you receive the sacrament?” “No; I do not want it.” “Is the word of God your rule?” “Yes; the Word made flesh; but not the letter. I am in the spirit.”

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Upon inquiry, I found these wild enthusiasts were six in all, — four men and two women. They had first run into the height of Antinomianism, and then were given up to the spirit of pride and blasphemy.

We reached Bilbrook in the evening, and a little before six, on Monday, 26, Poole, near Nantwich. I was pretty much tired, but soon recovered my strength, and explained to a serious people, “I determined not to know anything but Jesus Christ, and him crucified.”

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We rode to Chester, where we found the scene quite changed since I vas here before. There is no talk of pulling down houses. The present Mayor, being a man of courage as well as honesty, will suffer no riot of any kind; so that there is peace through all the city.

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The House was full of serious hearers at five. In the evening some gay young men made a little disturbance, and a large mob was gathered about the door; but in a short time, they dispersed of themselves. However, we thought it best to acquaint the Mayor with what had passed; on which he ordered the city Crier to go down the next evening, and proclaim, that all riots should be severely punished; and promised, if need were, to come down himself, and read the Act of Parliament. But it needed not: After his mind was known, none was so hardy as to make a disturbance.

I did not expect the mob at Nantwich (whither I was now much pressed to go) would be so quiet as that at Chester. We were saluted with curses and hard names, as soon as we entered the town. But from the time I alighted from my horse, I heard no one give us an ill word; and I had as quiet and attentive an audience as we used to have at Bristol, while I exhorted the “wicked to forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts.”

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I preached at Boothbank, where I met Mr. C——, late gardener to the Earl of W——. Surely it cannot be! Is it possible the Earl should turn off an honest, diligent, well-tried servant, who had been in the family above fifty years, for no other fault than hearing the Methodists? In the evening I preached at Manchester, and on Monday, APRIL 2, at Davy-Hulme. Here I found (what I had never heard of in England) a whole clan of infidel peasants. A neighboring alehouse-keeper drinks, and laughs, and argues into Deism, all the ploughmen and dairymen he can light on. But no mob rises against him; and reason good: Satan is not divided against himself.

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I made an end of examining the society at Manchester; among whom were seventeen of the Dragoons. It is remarkable, that these were in the same regiment with John Haime, in Flanders; but they utterly despised both him and his Master, till they removed to Manchester: Here it was that one and another dropped in, he scarce knew why, to hear the preaching. And they now are a pattern of seriousness, zeal, and all holy conversation.

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I rode to Bolton, and found the society just double to what it was when I was here last; and they are increased in grace no less than in number, walking closely with God, lovingly and circumspectly with one another, and wisely toward those that are without.

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I rode to Chipping. Sunday, 8. As soon as we came into the aisle of the church from the vestry, a man (since dead) thrust himself between Mr. Milner and me, and said, “You shall not go into the pulpit.” I told him, “I am only going into the desk.” He said, “But you shall not go there neither;” and pushed me back by main strength. Eight or ten noisy men joined with him quickly, and set themselves in battle array. Fearing some might take fire on the other side, I desired Mr. Milner to begin the Service. After Prayers (for he had no sermon with him) great part of the congregation followed us to the vicarage. They came thither again after the Evening Service; and God made them large amends for their little disappointment in the morning.

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Mr. Milner rode with us to Kendal. I preached there in a large, convenient room, (the weather not allowing me to preach abroad,) where Mr. Ingham’s society used to meet. I was a little disgusted at their manner of coming in and sitting down, without any pretense to any previous prayer or ejaculation; as well as at their sitting during the hymn, which indeed not one (though they knew the tune) sung with me. But it was far otherwise after sermon: For God spake in his word. At the second hymn every person stood up, and most of them sang very audibly: And the greatest part of the society followed us to our inn; nor did they leave us till we went to rest.

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We breakfasted at Ambleside, where our landlord appeared quite open to conviction. We spoke plainly to him, prayed with, and left him full of desire and thankfulness. Soon after, we lost our way in a vehement shower of snow; but recovered it in about an hour, and got over the mountains safe. The woman of the house where we dined, seemed to be one that feared God greatly: Yet when I spake of being saved by faith, she appeared to be utterly astonished. About six, after several heavy showers, we came, moderately weary, to Whitehaven.

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Upon examining the society, I found that “the love of many” was “waxed cold.” Nevertheless, I found a considerable number who appeared to be growing in grace. But surely here, above any other Palace in England, “God hat chosen the poor of this world.” In comparison of these, the society at Newcastle are a rich and elegant people. It is enough that they are “rich in faith,” and in the “labor of love.”

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As we rode to Clifton, John Hampson and I could not but observe a little circumstance. A black hail cloud was driven full upon us, by a strong northeast wind; till, being just over us, it parted asunder, and fell on the right and left, leaving us untouched. We observed it the more, because three several storms, one after another, went by in the same manner.

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I preached in the afternoon at Cockermouth, to well-nigh all the inhabitants of the town. Intending to go from thence into Scotland, I inquired concerning the road, and was informed I could not pass the arm of the sea which parts the two kingdoms, unless I was at Bonas, about thirty miles from Cockermouth, soon after five in the morning. At first I thought of taking an hour or two’s sleep, and setting out at eleven or twelve. But, upon farther consideration, we chose to take our journey first, and rest afterward. So we took horse about seven, and having a calm, moonshiny night, reached Bonas before one. After two or three hours’ sleep, we set out again without any faintness or drowsiness.

Our landlord, as he was guiding us over the Frith, very innocently asked, how much a year we got by preaching thus. This gave me an opportunity of explaining to him that kind of gain which he seemed utterly a stranger to. He appeared to be quite amazed; and spake not one word, good or bad, till he took his leave.

Presently after he went, my mare stuck fast in a quagmire, which was in the midst of the high road. But we could well excuse this; for the road all along, for near fifty miles after, was such as I never saw any natural road either in England or Ireland: Nay, far better, notwithstanding the continued rain, than the turnpike road between London and Canterbury. We dined at Dumfries, a clean, well built town, having two of the most elegant churches (one at each end of the town) that I have seen. We reached Thorny Hill in the evening. What miserable accounts pass current in England of the inns in Scotland! Yet here, as well as wherever we called in our whole journey, we had not only everything we wanted, but everything readily and in good order, and as clean as I ever desire.

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We set out about four, and rode over several high, but extremely pleasant, mountains, to Lead Hill; a village of miners, resembling Placey, near Newcastle. We dined at a village called Lesmahaggy, and about eight in the evening reached Glasgow. A gentleman who had overtaken us on the road, sent one with us to Mr. Gillies’s house.

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I walked over the city, which I take to be as large as Newcastle-upon-Tyne. The University (like that of Dublin) is only one College, consisting of two small squares; I think not larger, nor at all handsomer, than those of Lincoln College, in Oxford. The habit of the students gave me surprise. They wear scarlet gowns, reaching only to their knees. Most I saw were very dirty, some very ragged, and all of very coarse cloth. The high church is a fine building. The outside is equal to that of most cathedrals in England; but it is miserably defaced within; having no form, beauty, or symmetry left.

At seven in the evening Mr. G. began the Service, at his own (the College) church. It was so full before I came, that I could not get in without a good deal of difficulty. After singing and prayer, he explained a part of the Catechism; which he strongly and affectionately applied. After sermon he prayed and sung again, and concluded with the blessing. He then gave out, one after another, four hymns; which about a dozen young men sung. He had before desired those who were so minded, to go away; but scarce any stirred till all was ended.

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At seven I preached about a quarter of a mile from the town; but it was an extremely rough and blustering morning; and few people came either at the time or place of my preaching: The natural consequence of which was, that I had but a small congregation. About four in the afternoon, a tent, as they term it, was prepared; a kind of moving pulpit, covered with canvas at the top, behind, and on the sides. In this I preached near the place where I was in the morning, to near six times as many people as before; and I am persuaded what was spoken came to some of their hearts, “not in word only, but in power.”

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I had designed to preach at the same place; but the rain made it impracticable. So Mr. G. desired me to preach in his church; where I began between seven and eight. Surely with God nothing is impossible! Who would have believed, five and twenty years ago, either that the Minister would have desired it, or that I should have consented to preach in a Scotch Kirk?

We had a far larger congregation, at four in the afternoon, than the church could have contained. At seven Mr. G. preached another plain, home, affectionate sermon. Has not God still a favor for this city? It was long eminent for serious religion; and he is able to repair what is now decayed, and to build up the waste places.

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I had designed to ride to Edinburgh; but, at the desire of many, I deferred my journey till Monday. Here was now an open and effectual door, and not many adversaries. I could hear of none but a poor Seceder; who went up and down, and took much pains. But he did not see much fruit of his labor: The people would come and hear for themselves, both in the morning, when I explained, (without touching the controversy,) “Who shall lay anything to the charge of God’s elect?” and in the afternoon, when I enforced, “Seek ye the Lord while he may be found.”

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It rained much: Nevertheless, upwards (I suppose) of a thousand people stayed with all willingness, while I explained and applied, “This is life eternal, to know thee, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom thou hast sent.” I was desired to preach afterwards at the prison; which I did about nine o’clock. All the felons, as well as debtors, behaved with such reverence as I never saw at any prison in England. It may be, some, even of these sinners, will occasion joy in heaven. The behavior of the people at church, both morning and afternoon, was beyond anything I ever saw, but in our congregations. None bowed or courtesied to each other, either before or after the Service; from the beginning to the end of which, none talked, or looked at any but the Minister. Surely much of the power of godliness was here, when there is so much of the form still.

The meadow, where I stood in the afternoon, was filled from side to side. I spoke as closely as ever in my life. Many of the students, and many of the soldiers, were there; and I bear them witness, they could hear “sound doctrine.”

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I had a great desire to go round by Kilsyth, in order to see that venerable man, Mr. Robe, who was everyday expecting, (what his soul longed for) “to depart and be with Christ.” But the continual rains had made it impracticable for us to add so many miles to our day’s journey; so we rode on, straight by the Kirk of Shots; reached Edinburgh by five in the afternoon; lodged at Tranent; and on Tuesday, 24, came to Berwick in good time; where I preached on the Bowling Green at six. The wind was extremely sharp, and we had several showers while I was speaking: But I believe scarce five persons went away.

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We came to Alnwick on the day whereon those who have gone through their apprenticeship are made free of the corporation. Sixteen or seventeen, we were informed, were to receive their freedom this day: And, in order thereto, (such is the unparalleled wisdom of the present corporation, as well as of their forefathers,) to walk through a great bog, (purposely preserved for the occasion; otherwise it might have been drained long ago,) which takes up some of them to the neck, and many of them to the breast.

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I spoke severally to those of the society, and found they had been harassed above measure, by a few violent Predestinarians, who had at length separated themselves from us. It was well they saved me the trouble; for I can have no connection with those who will be contentious. These I reject, not for their opinion, but for their sin; for their unchristian temper, and unchristian practice; for being haters of reproof, haters of peace, haters of their brethren, and, consequently, of God.

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I returned to Newcastle. Sunday, 29. I preached at Sunderland at eight and at twelve. As we were riding back, the wind was exceeding high: But as we entered Newcastle, a shower began, which laid the wind, and then gave place to clear sunshine. I was extremely weary when we came in, having preached four times on Saturday. But my strength soon returned, so that the whole congregation, near the Keelmen’s Hospital, could distinctly hear the entire sermon. And great was the Lord in the midst of us.

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I preached at Gateshead-Fell, to many more than the House would contain. The Society here was increased when I met them last, from nine or ten to sixty members. They are now double the number; and, I trust, will ere long overtake their brethren in Kingswood.

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We had the first General Quarterly meeting of all the stewards round Newcastle, in order thoroughly to understand both the spiritual and temporal state of every society.

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After preaching in Durham at noon, I rode on to Stockton, and took my usual stand in the High-Street, about six in the evening.

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I rode to Robinhood’s Bay, near Whitby. The town is very remarkably situated: It stands close to the sea, and is in great part built on craggy and steep rocks, some of which rise perpendicular from the water. And yet the land, both on the North, South, and West, is fruitful, and well cultivated. I stood on a little rising near the quay, in a warm, still evening, and exhorted a multitude of people, from all parts, to “seek the Lord, while he may be found.” They were all attention; and most of them met me again at half an hour after four in the morning. I could gladly have spent some days here; but my stages were fixed: So, on Wednesday, 9, I rode on to York.

We had a rough salute, as I went to preach, from a company of poor creatures in the way. But they were tolerably quiet during the preaching. The greatest inconvenience arose from the number of people; by reason of which the Room (though unusually high) felt as hot as an oven.

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I rode over to Rufforth, and preached at one to an earnest congregation. A young man, remarkably serious and well behaved, and rejoicing in his first love, who set out but a few minutes before me, was thrown by his horse, and (as it is termed) broke his neck. Just at the instant, a person going by, who understood the case, took hold of him, and pulled it into its place. O mystery of Providence! Why did not this man die, when he was full of humble, holy love? Why did he live, to “turn from the holy commandment” which was then written in his heart?

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I observed a remarkable change in the behavior of almost all I met. The very rabble were grown civil, scarce any one now speaking a rude or an angry word.

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I began preaching at seven, and God applied it to the hearts of the hearers. Tears and groans were on every side, among high and low. God, as it were, bowed the heavens and came down. The flame of love went before him; the rocks were broken in pieces, and the mountains flowed down at his presence.

I had designed to set out for Lincolnshire this morning. But finding that a day of God’s power was come, I sent one thither in my place; and after preaching (as I had appointed) at Stamford-Bridge, and at Pocklington, returned to York in the evening. Let us work together with Him, when, and where, and as He pleases!

Every night, while I stayed, many of the rich and honorable crowded in among us. And is not “God able, even of these stones, to raise up children to Abraham?”

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I preached at Pocklington again, and rode on to Whitgift-Ferry. It rained a great part of the way; and just as we got to the water, a furious shower began, which continued above half an hour, while we were striving to get John Haime’s horse into the boat. But we were forced, after all, to leave him behind. We set out from Whitgift soon after four; but the violent rain which attended us till after seven made the road so dirty and slippery, that our horses could hardly keep their feet; so that it was nine before we reached Epworth.

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We had, as usual, most of the inhabitants of the town at the Cross in the afternoon. I called afterwards on Mr. M — and his wife, a venerable pair, calmly hastening into eternity. If those in Paradise know what passes on earth, I doubt not but my father is rejoicing and praising God; who has, in his own manner and time accomplished what he had so often attempted in vain.

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I rode to Sykehouse, and preached about noon, and then went on for Leeds. In the afternoon we called at an house where a company of rough, butcherly men, exceeding drunk, were cursing and swearing at an unusual rate. I spoke to them, in spite of German prudence, and they were not only patient, but exceeding thankful.

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Most of our Preachers met, and conversed freely together; as we did, morning and afternoon, to the end of the week; when our Conference ended with the same blessing as it began: God giving us all to be not only of one heart, but of one judgment.

This week I read over Mr. Rimius’s “Candid Narrative.” It informed me of nothing new. I still think several of the inconsiderable members of that community are upright. But I fear their governors “wax worse and worse, having their conscience seared as with an hot iron.”

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I was afraid many of the congregation at Birstal would not be able to hear. But my fear was needless; for my voice was so strengthened, that even those who sat in John Nelson’s windows, an hundred yards off, could (as they afterwards told me) distinctly hear every word.

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I preached at Keighley, where the loving spirit and exemplary behavior of one young man, has been a means of convincing almost all the town, except those of his own household.

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I rode to Haworth, where Mr. Grimshaw read Prayers, and I preached to a crowded congregation. But having preached ten or eleven times in three days, besides meeting the societies, my voice began to fail. Not that I was hoarse at all; but I had not strength to speak. However, it was restored at Heptonstall in the afternoon, so that the whole congregation could hear. When shall we learn to take thought only for the present hour? Is it not enough, that God gives help when we want it?

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I rode through a delightful vale to General. Wood, near Todmorden. The sun was burning hot; but they set up a little tent for me, resembling that I had at Glasgow. The people stood or sat on the grass round about. The afternoon was the hottest I ever remember in England: So that by the time we came to Bolton, I was fit for nothing but to lie down. However, in the evening my strength was renewed, and we rejoiced together in God our Savior.

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Hardly snowing how to give credit to an odd story which I had heard, that one of our Preachers was accustomed to preach in his sleep, I inquired more particularly concerning it, and received the following account: —

“On Friday, May 25, about one in the morning, being then fast asleep, he began to speak. There were present, in two or three minutes, William, Mary, Amelia Shent, John Haime, John Hampson, Joseph Jones, Thomas Mitchell, and Ann Foghill.

“He first exhorted the congregation to ‘sing with the spirit and the understanding also,’ and gave them directions how to do it. He then gave out that hymn, line by line, —

Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all thy quick’ning powers;

pitching the tune, and singing it to the end. He added an exhortation to take heed how they heard: Then he named his text, 1 John v:19, ‘We know that we are of God, and the whole world lieth in wickedness.’ He divided his discourse into six parts; undertaking to show,

1. That all true believers are of God:

2. That they know they are of God:

3. That the world lieth in wickedness:

4. That every individual who is of the world, is in this condition:

5. The dreadful end of such: He,

6, closed with an exhortation to those who were of God, and those who were of the world.

“After he had gone through two or three heads, he broke off, and began to speak to a Clergyman, who came in and interrupted him. He disputed with him for some time, leaving him space to propose his objections, and then answering them one by one. Afterwards he desired the congregation, now the disturber was gone, to return thanks to God; and so gave out and sung, Praise God, from whom pure blessings flow!

“When he had done preaching, he desired the society to meet; to whom he first gave out an hymn, as before, and then exhorted them to love one another;

1. Because they had one Creator, Preserver, and Father;

2. Because they had all one Redeemer;

3. Because they had all one Sanctifier;

4. Because they were walking in one way of holiness; and

5. Because they were all going to one heaven.

“Having sung a parting verse, he said, (as shaking each by the hand,) ‘Good night, brother; good night, sister.’ This lasted till about a quarter after two, he being fast asleep all the time. In the morning he knew nothing of all this; having, as he apprehended, slept from night to morning, without dreaming at all.” By what principles of philosophy can we account for this?

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I rode from Manchester to Chelmorton in the Peak, where I preached in a little meadow, and reached Sheffield in the evening.

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I rode over to Jonathan Booth’s, at Woodseats, whose daughter had been ill in a very uncommon manner. The account her parents gave of it was as follows: —

About the middle of December, 1752, ELIZABETH BOOTH, junior, near ten years old, began to complain of a pain in her breast, which continued three days: On the fourth day, in a moment, without any provocation, she began to be in a vehement rage, reviling her mother, and throwing at the maid what came next to hand. This fit continued near an hour; then in an instant she was quite calm. The next morning she fell into a fit of another kind, — being stretched out, and stiff as a dead carcass: Thus she lay about an hour. In the afternoon she was suddenly seized with violent involuntary laughter; and she had some or other of these fits several times a day, for about a month. In the intervals of them she was in great heaviness of soul, and continually crying for mercy; till one Saturday, as she lay stretched out on the bed, she broke out, “I know that my Redeemer liveth.” Her faith and love increased from that time; but so did the violence of her fits also. And often while she was rejoicing and praising God, she would cry out, “O Lord!” and, losing her senses at once, lie as dead, or laugh violently, or rave and blaspheme.

In the middle of February, she grew more outrageous than ever. She frequently strove to throw herself into the fire, or out of the window. Often she attempted to tear the Bible, cursing it in the bitterest manner; and many times she uttered oaths and blasphemies, too horrid to be repeated. Next to the Bible, her greatest rage was against the Methodists, — Mr. W. in particular. She frequently told us where he was, and what he was then doing; adding, “He will be here soon;” and at another time, “Now he is galloping down the lane, and two men with him.” In the intervals of her fits she was unusually stupid, and moped, as if void of common understanding; and yet sometimes broke out into vehement prayer. to the amazement of all that heard.

Sometimes she would strip herself stark naked, and run up and down the house, screaming and crying, “Save me! Save me! He will tear me in pieces.” At other times she cried out, “He is tearing off my breasts; he is pouring melted lead down my throat. Now I suffer what the Martyrs suffered; but I have not the Martyrs’ faith.”

She frequently spoke as if she was another person, saying to her father, “This girl is not thine, but mine. I have got possession of her, and I will keep her;” with many expressions of the same kind.

She often seemed to be in a trance, and said she saw many visions; sometimes of heaven or hell, or judgment; sometimes of things which she said would shortly come to pass.

In the beginning of March, Mrs. G. came over to Rotherham, who herself gave me the following account: — “Soon after I came in, she fell into a raging fit, blaspheming and cursing her father and me. She added, ‘It was I that made Green’s horse so bad the other day: (Which had been taken ill in a most unaccountable manner, as soon as he was put into the stable:) I did it that thou mightest have the preaching no more; and I had almost persuaded thee to it. It was I that made thee bad last night.’ I was then taken in an unusual way. All the time she spoke she was violently convulsed, and appeared to be in strong agony. After about a quarter of an hour she brake out into prayer, and then came to herself; only still dull and heavy.”

John Thorpe, of Rotherham, had often a desire to pray for her in the congregation; but he was as often hindered, by a strong and sudden impression on his mind that she was dead. When he came to Woodseats, and began to mention what a desire he had had, the girl, being then in a raging fit, cried out, “I have made a fool of Thorpe!” and burst out into a loud laughter.

In the beginning of May all these symptoms ceased; and she continues in health both of soul and body.

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It being still sultry hot, I preached under a shady tree at Barley-Hall; and in an open place at Rotherham in the evening. On Friday, 8, we reached Nottingham. Mr. S. met us here, and gave us a pleasing account of his congregation at S, — continually increasing, and growing more earnest and more scandalous everyday. At Nottingham also God is greatly reviving his work, and pouring water upon the dry ground. In the afternoon I rode to Markfield, where I carefully read over Mr. Stinstra’s Tract upon Fanaticism. He is doubtless a well meaning man, but deeply ignorant of the subject he treats of; and his arguments are of no force at all; for they prove abundantly too much. They utterly overthrow many of the grand arguments for Christianity; and every man may, on those principles, prove the Apostles to have been fanatics to a man. —Being Whit-Sunday.) The church contained the congregation tolerably well. After dinner, a gentleman who came from Leicester, eight miles off, invited me thither. About eight I preached there, in a place near the walls, called the Butt-Close. The people came running together from all parts, high and low, rich and poor; and their behavior surprised me; they were so serious and attentive, not one off bring any interruption.

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We rode to Woburn. Tuesday, 12, promised to be an exceeding hot day; but the clouds rose as soon as we set out, and continued till we were near Market-Street. The sun was then burning hot; so that how my fellow travelers would get forward, I knew not. But God knew. As soon as we set out a cloud arose and covered us again. The wind then came about and blew in our faces, so that we had a tolerable cool ride to London. I found the town much alarmed with Mr. Rimius’s Narrative, and Mr. Whitefield’s Letter to Count Z. It seems, indeed, that God is hastening to bring to light those hidden works of darkness.

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Mr. Wh—— showed me the letters he had lately received from the Count, Coffart, P. Bohler, and James Hutton. I was amazed. Either furious anger or settled contempt breathed in every one of them. Were they ashamed after all the abominations they had committed? No, they were not ashamed: They turned the tables upon Mr. Wh—— . C— — protested before God, he had never made Lynde any offer at all. The C—— blustered, like himself, and roundly averred, he could say something if he would. J. H. said flat, “You have more than diabolical impudence: I believe the devil himself has not so much.”

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Mr. Walsh preached at Short’s Gardens in Irish. Abundance of his countrymen flocked to hear, and some were cut to the heart. How many means does God use, to bring poor wanderers back to himself!

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He preached in Irish in Moorfields. The congregation was exceeding large, and behaved seriously; though probably many of them came purely to hear what manner of language it was. For the sake of these he preached afterwards in English, if by any means he might gain some.

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I rode over to Mr. K——’s, at Taddington, “an Israelite indeed.” Dr. Hales sent after dinner to desire our company, and showed us several experiments. How well do philosophy and religion agree in a man of sound understanding!

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After preaching at the chapel, morning and afternoon, I took horse with Mr. P——. We had designed to ride only two or three hours, in order to shorten the next day’s journey. But a young man, who overtook us near Kingston, induced us to chanter our purpose. So we only rested about half au hour at Cobham; and, leaving it between nine and ten, rode on softly in a calm, moonshiny night, and about twelve came to Godalming. We took horse again at half an hour past four, and reached Portsmouth about one.

I was surprised to find so little fruit here, after so much preaching. That accursed itch of disputing had well-nigh destroyed all the seed which had been sown. And this “vain jangling” they called “contending for the faith.” I doubt the whole faith of these poor wretches is but an opinion. After a little rest, we took a walk round the town, which is regularly fortified; and is, I suppose, the only regular fortification in Great Britain or Ireland. Gosport, Portsmouth, and the Common, (which is now all turned into streets,) may probably contain half as many people as Bristol; and so civil a people I never saw before in any seaport town in England. I preached at half an hour after six, in an open part of the Common, adjoining to the new church. The congregation was large and well behaved: Not one scoffer did I see, nor one trifler. In the morning, Tuesday, 10, I went on board at Hoy; and in three hours landed at Cowes, in the Isle of Wight; as far exceeding the Isle of Anglesey, both in pleasantness and fruitfulness, as that exceeds the rocks of Scilly.

We rode straight to Newport, the chief town in the Isle, and found a little society in tolerable order. Several of them had found peace with God. One informed me it was about eight years ago since she first knew her interest in Christ, by means of one who called there in his way to Pennsylvania; but having none to speak to, or advise with, she was long tormented with doubts and fears. After some years, she received a fresh manifestation of his love, and could not doubt or fear any more. She is now (and has been long) confined to her bed, and consuming away with pining sickness: But all is good to her; for she has learned in every thing to give thanks. At half an hour after six, I preached in the market-place, to a numerous congregation: But. they were not so serious as those at Portsmouth. Many children made much noise, and many grown persons were talking aloud, almost all the time I was preaching. It was quite otherwise at five in the morning. There was a large congregation again; and every person therein seemed to know this was the word whereby God would judge them in the last day.

In the afternoon, I walked to Carisbrook-Castle; or rather, the poor remains of it. It stands upon a solid rock on the top of an hill, and commands a beautiful prospect. There is a well in it, cut quite through the rock, said to be seventy two yards deep; and another in the citadel, near an hundred. They drew up the water by an ass, which they assured us was sixty years old. But all the stately apartments lie in ruins. Only just enough of them is left, to show the chamber where poor King Charles was confined, and the window through which he attempted to escape. In the evening the congregation at Newport was more numerous and more serious than the night before. Only one drunken man made a little disturbance. But the Mayor ordered him to be taken away.

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We set out early from Newport, and crossed over from Cowes to Southampton. In the afternoon we came to Salisbury; and on Saturday, rode on to Shaftesbury.

I preached in the new House in the evening; on Sunday afternoon at Deverel Long-Bridge; and on Monday, 16, before noon, praised God with our brethren at Bristol.

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At their earnest desire, I preached to the poor colliers confined in Newgate on account of the late riot. They would not hear the Gospel while they were at liberty. God grant they may profit by it now!

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We set out for the West; and on Friday, 20, came to Plymouth-Dock. I found much hurt had been done here by the bitter zeal of two or three bigots for their opinion. Two years ago they promised in the most solemn manner to let all controversy alone; but quickly after the fire broke out anew, and has been devouring ever since.

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I endeavored to convince them that they were destroying, not promoting, the work of God; and on Sunday, when I spake to the society one by one, they seemed once more aware of Satan’s devices.

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I rode to Launceston, and had the first general meeting of the stewards, for the eastern part of Cornwall, In the evening I preached in perfect peace; a great blessing, if it be not bought too dear; if the world does not begin to love us, because we love the world.

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In the road to Carmelford, I was taken with such a bleeding at the nose as I have not had since my return from Georgia. For a mile or two it increased more and more, and then at once stopped of itself; so I rode on comfortably, (though the day was extremely hot,) and reached St. Agnes in the evening.

On Wednesday, 25, the Stewards met at St. Ives, from the western part of Cornwall. The next day I began examining the society; but I was soon obliged to stop short. I found an accursed thing among them; well-nigh one and all bought or sold unaccustomed goods. I therefore delayed speaking to any more till I had met them all together. This I did in the evening, and told them plain, either they must put this abomination away, or they would see my face no more. Friday, 27. They severally promised so to do. So I trust this plague is stayed.

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After preaching to the little flock at Zennor, we rode on to St. Just; and found such a congregation at six in the evening as we used to have ten years since. I did not find any society in the county so much alive to God as this. Fifty or threescore have been added to it lately; and many children filled with peace and joy in believing.

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I preached at eight to a still larger congregation; and in Morva at one, to near the same number. Many backsliders were among them; to whom I cried, “How shall I give thee up, Ephraim?” Few of the congregation were unmoved; and when we wrestled with God in prayer, we had a strong hope he would not cast them off for ever. About five I began preaching at Newlyn, on part of the Gospel for the day, “Except your righteousness shall exceed the righteousness of the Scribes and Pharisees, ye shall in no case enter into the kingdom of heaven.” In the morning I waked between two and three. I had had a looseness for several days.

On Sunday it increased every hour; but I was resolved, with God’s help, to preach where I had appointed. I had now, with the flux, a continual headache, violent vomitings, and, several times in an hour, the cramp in my feet or legs; sometimes in both legs and both thighs together. But God enabled me to be thoroughly content, and thankfully resigned to him. I desired one to preach in my place in Ludgvan at noon, and at Helstone in the evening; and another on Tuesday noon, at Porkellis; promising, if I was able, to meet them in the evening.

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After living a day and an half on claret and water, I found myself so easy, that I thought I could ride to Crowan. I found no inconvenience the first hour; but in the second my disorder returned. However, I rode on, being unwilling to disappoint the congregation, and preached on, “Be careful for nothing.” I then rode straight, as fast as I conveniently could, to Mr. Harris’s in Camborn.

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At half an hour after two in the morning, my disorder came with more violence than ever. The cramp likewise returned; sometimes in my feet or hand, sometimes in my thighs, my side, or my throat. I had also a continual sickness, and a sensation of fullness at my stomach, as if it were ready to burst. I took a vomit; but it hardly wrought at all: Nor did any thing I took make any alteration. Thus I continued all day, and all the following night; yet this I could not but particularly observe, — I had no headache, no colic, nor any pain, (only the cramp,) from first to last.

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Perceiving I gained no ground, but rather grew weaker and weaker, my stomach being drawn downward, so that I could not stand, nor lie, but on my right side, I sent to Redruth for Mr. Carter, who came without delay. Here again I saw the gracious providence of God, in casting me on so sensible and skillful a man. He advised me to persist in the same regimen I was in, and prescribed no physic, except a small dose of rhubarb. But even this (as I expected it would) was thrown up again immediately. I was now well satisfied; having had the best advice which could be procured; though my disorder continued much as before. But about five in the afternoon it ceased at once, without any visible cause. The cramp also was gone, my stomach was easy, and I laid down and slept till six in the morning.

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I began to recover my strength, so that I could sit up near two hours together. And from this time, I felt no inconvenience; only that I could not talk, nor stand long without resting.

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In the afternoon I rode to Redruth, and preached to a large congregation in an open part of the street. My voice was low; but, the day being calm, I believe all could hear: And after I had done, I felt myself considerably stronger than when I begun.

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I preached in Gwennap at five, and afterwards saw a strange sight, — a man that is old and rich, and yet not covetous. In the evening I preached at Penryn, and found my strength so restored, that I could speak loud enough to be heard by a numerous congregation; and thrice the next day, at Penryn, Bezore, (near Truro,) and St. Ewe.

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We were invited to Mevagissey, a small town on the south sea. As soon as we entered the town, many ran together, crying, “See, the Methodees are come.” But they only gaped and stared; so that we returned unmolested to the house I was to preach at, a mile from the town. Many serious people were waiting for us, but most of them deeply ignorant. While I was showing them the first principles of Christianity, many of the rabble from the town came up. They looked as fierce as lions; but in a few minutes changed their countenance, and stood still. Toward the close, some began to laugh and talk, who grew more boisterous after I had concluded. But I walked straight through the midst of them, and took horse without any interruption.

On Thursday, 9, I rode to Port-Isaac, and the next day to Trewalder. The little society here meet every night and morning, with a Preacher or without; and whoever comes among them quickly feels what spirit they are of.

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The rain stopped at twelve, and gave me an opportunity of preaching in the market-place at Camelford. I saw only one person in the congregation who was not deeply serious. That one (which I was sorry to hear) was the Curate of the Parish.

Almost as soon as we set out, we were met by such a shower of rain as I never saw before in Europe. But it did us no hurt: We came very well, though very wet, to St. Gennis.

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I never saw so many people in this church; nor did I ever before speak so plainly to them. They hear; but when will they feel? O what can man do toward raising either dead bodies, or dead souls!

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The rain attended us all the way to Launceston. I preached at noon, but was not dry till the evening. Yet I did not catch any cold at all. What can hurt, without leave from God?

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I willingly accepted the offer of preaching in the House lately built for Mr. Whitefield, at Plymouth-Dock. Thus it behoveth us to trample on bigotry and party zeal. Ought not all who love God to love one another?

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I rode to Collumpton, but could not reach it till it was too late to preach.

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I preached thrice at Tiverton, rode to Middlesey the next day, and on Tuesday to Bristol.

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I endeavored once more to bring Kingswood School into order. Surely the importance of this design is apparent, even from the difficulties that attend it. I have spent more money, and time, and care, on this, than almost any design I ever had: And still it exercises all the patience I have. But it is worth all the labor.

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I came early to the New-Passage; but the wind shifting, obliged me to wait near six hours. When we were almost over, it shifted again; so that we could not land till between six and seven.

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I reached Cardiff. Finding I had all here to begin anew, I set out as at first, by preaching in the Castleyard, on, “Lord, are there few that be saved?” I afterwards met what was once a society; and in the morning spoke severally to a few who were still desirous to join together, and build up, not devour, one another.

I preached in the evening at Fonmon; and on Thursday, 30, spake to many at Cardiff, who were resolved to set out once more in the Bible way, and strengthen each other’s hands in God.

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We had a pleasant ride, and a ready passage; so that we reached Bristol in the afternoon. I preached in the evening over the remains of Mary Henley, a good soldier of Jesus Christ, who died rejoicing in his love the same day I set out for Cardiff.

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I began visiting the little societies in Somersetshire and Wiltshire. This evening I preached at Shepton-Mallet, and found much life among the poor, plain people. It was not so at Oakhill, the next day, where many once alive have drawn back to perdition. But at Coleford, in the evening, I found many living souls, though joined with some who did not adorn the Gospel.

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I rode over to Kingswood, a little town near Wotton-under- Edge. Some weeks since W—— S—— was invited to preach at Wotton; which he did once, in great peace. But the next time he went, the mob was so turbulent, that he could not finish his sermon: Upon which one desired him to come to Kingswood; which he did; and many people heard him gladly. Soon after I came in, a multitude of people was gathered from all parts. A large congregation was there at five in the morning, and a larger than ever in the evening. The next morning I accepted of Mr. B——’s offer; and, after reading Prayers, preached at the church. All the people expressed huge goodwill; but none appeared to be deeply affected. At half an hour after twelve I preached in the street, at Wickwar, about four miles from Kingswood; where there has been a small society for some years; many of whom can rejoice in God. The rest of the audience gave a civil attention, and seemed little pleased or displeased at the matter.

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I preached to the condemned malefactors in Newgate; but I could make little impression upon them. I then took horse for Paulton, where I called on Stephen Plummer, once of our society, but now a zealous Quaker. He was much pleased with my calling, and came to hear me preach. Being straitened for time, I concluded sooner than usual; but as soon as I had done, Stephen began. After I had listened half an hour, finding he was no nearer the end, I rose up to go away. His sister then begged him to leave off; on which he flew into a violent rage, and roared louder and louder, till an honest man took him in his arms, and gently carried him away.

What a wise providence was it, that this poor young man turned Quaker, some years before he ran mad! So the honor of turning his brain now rests upon them, which otherwise must have fallen upon the Methodists. I preached at six in the evening at Buckland, about two miles from Frome, in a meadow of Mr. Emblen’s, a wonderful monument of the grace of God; who, from the day he received peace, (being then acquainted with no Methodist,) has continually walked in the light of God’s countenance. The Curate had provided a mob, with horns, and other things convenient, to prevent the congregation’s hearing me. But the better half of the mob soon left their fellows, and listened with great attention. The rest did no harm: So that we had a comfortable opportunity; and another at five in the morning.

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I rode once more to New-Kingswood. The hearers were more numerous than ever. As I did not expect to see them soon again, I used once more all possible plainness of speech; and their behavior seemed to show that the word of God found its way into their hearts.

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I read with great attention the Chevalier Ramsay’s “Philosophical Principles of Religion.” He undertakes to solve all the difficulties in the Christian Revelations, allowing him only a few postulate: —

1. That human souls all existed, and personally sinned in Paradise.

2. That the souls of brutes are fallen angels.

3. That pain is the only possible means whereby God himself can cure sin: And,

4. That he will, in the end, by the pains of purgatory, purify and restore all men and all devils. — Amazing work this!

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I began visiting the societies in Wiltshire, and found much cause to praise God on their behalf.

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I was desired by Lady F. to visit her daughter, ill of a consumption. I found much pity, both for the parent and the child, pining away in the bloom of youth, and yet not without joy; as she was already much convinced of sin, and seemed to be on the very brink of deliverance. I saw her once more on Saturday, 29, and left her patiently waiting for God. Not long after, my brother spent some time with her in prayer, and was constrained, to the surprise of all that were present, to ask of God again and again, that he would perfect his work in her soul, and take her to himself. Almost as soon as he had done, she stretched out her hands, said, “Come, Lord Jesus,” and died.

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I rode to Salisbury, and the next day to a village in the New Forest, eight miles wide of Southampton; where I preached, in the evening, to a well meaning, serious congregation. Wednesday, 3. We rode to Southampton; thence crossed over to Cowes, and reached Newport before eleven.

At five in the afternoon, I went to the market-place. The congregation was large, and deeply attentive. It was near the same at six in the evening; and all seemed to drink in the exhortation, to “present themselves a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God.”

A little before noon we set out for Shorhill, a village six miles south from Newport. I never saw a more fruitful, or a more pleasant country, than the inland part of this island. About one I preached at Shorhill, to (I suppose) all the poor and middling people of the town. I believe some of the rich also designed to come; but something of more importance — a dinner — came between.

At five I preached again at Newport, to most of the town, and many who came from the neighboring villages. Surely, if there was any here to preach the word of God with power, a multitude would soon be obedient to the faith.

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After preaching at six, I left this humane, loving people, rode to Cowes, and crossed over to Portsmouth. Here I found another kind of people, who had disputed themselves out of the power, and well-nigh the form, of religion. However, I labored (and not altogether in vain) to soften and compose their jarring spirits, both this evening and the next day. On Sunday noon I preached in the street at Fareham. Many gave great attention, but seemed neither to feel nor understand any thing. At five I began on Portsmouth-Common. I admired not so much the immense number of people, as the uncommon decency of behavior which ran thorough the whole congregation. After sermon I explained to them, at large, the nature and design of our societies; and desired that if any of them were willing to join therein, they would call on me, either that evening or in the morning. I made no account of that shadow of a society which was before, without classes, without order, or rules; having never seen, read, or heard the printed Rules; which ought to have been given them at their very first meeting.

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I rode to Godalming, and the next day to London. After resting there five days, on Monday, 15, I rode to Bedford. The melancholy account which I received here was as follows: —

1. IN the year 1739, Mr. J. and W. D. came to Bedford. By them I was convinced that I was in a state of damnation, though I was out hardly unblamable. Some of the Germans came down in 1741, and engaged,

1. To draw no one from the Church.

2. To hold a meeting on Sunday nights for us that were of the Church. On these conditions I joined with them.

But in the beginning of 1742, they dropped the Sunday night preaching, and required us to attend their meeting at the same hour that we used to go to church. I was much troubled at this, and wrote to Mr. John Wesley, entreating him to come down and help us.

2. When the Brethren learned this, they gave me abundance of fair words, and persuaded me to write again, and desire Mr. W. not to come. I was then made servant at the love feast. I still received the sacrament at the church once a year; but I regarded the Church less and less: And being continually taught that works signified nothing, and that we could not do them without trusting in them, I, in a while, left off all works of charity, as well as reading the Bible and private prayer.

3. Their first church was settled here in the beginning of the year 1744. On the 18th of February I was received into the congregation at London, and likewise into the Helpers’ Conference. In 1746, Achenwelder, the Chief Laborer; insisted on my putting myself out of the corporation. I was in much doubt whether it was right so to do: But he commanded, and I obeyed. The next year he went to London, and, at his return to Bedford, spoke to this effect: — “My brethren, we have received new orders. In London, Yorkshire, and all other places, no person is to go out of the town, without the leave of the Chief Laborer. So it must be here: Observe, no one must go out of the town, no, not a mile, without leave from me.”

4. In spring, 1750, they began building the chapel, for which they collected near two hundred pounds, and borrowed eight hundred more; for which eight of the English brethren were engaged. Two of the English were bound for an hundred more; but none of the ten have any security at all. They promised, indeed, to lodge the writings of the House in their hands; but it was never done.

5. About this time a relation left me two houses, near that wherein the single men lived. The Brethren advised me to rebuild them, and add another, for a marriage plan, promising to let me have whatever ground I wanted behind the houses. This promise they renewed over and over. About Michaelmas I began, and followed their direction in the whole building: But the night before I began, I went to Antone, the Chief Laborer, and told him, “The workmen were ready: If I am to have ground, I will go on; but not else.” He said, “Go on: You shall have ground.” Soon after, he set out the ground; for which I was to give eight pounds: But just as the houses were finished, Antone and Slicht sent for me, and told me they had received a letter from London, and I must have no ground, neither would they use the houses for a marriage plan. They were too near the single men; some of whom might perhaps see a woman sometimes in the yard. At the same time, they desired I would stop up my doors and windows on that side: If I would, they would either buy the houses, or take a lease of them.

I did as they desired. We then made several agreements, one after another; but they would stand to none of them. I offered them to lose thirty pounds, nay, at last fifty, out of my pocket; but in vain: So at this day I have but three pounds a year rent in all, out of which the land tax is to be paid.

6. It is a general observation in Bedford, that the Brethren are the worst paymasters in the town: They contract debts, and take no care or thought about discharging them. I have too much proof of this in my own case; for many of them are in my debt, and never come near me.

7. Most of the English who are with them, that are of any trade, now trade for the Savior; that is, they work for the Germans, who take all the profits, and use them as their journeymen. As such they punctually give in their accounts and cash; and if they want a coat, or any thing, ask it of the Brethren.

Mr. — traded for, and lent money to, the Savior, till he was absolutely ruined. After he had sunk above seven hundred pounds, he begged to have forty or fifty repaid; but in vain. But, at length, by vehement importunity, he procured eighteen pounds.

8. Mr. Rimius has said nothing to what might have been said, concerning their marriage economy. I know an hundred times more than he has written: But the particulars are too shocking to relate. I believe no such things were ever practiced before; no, not among the most barbarous Heathens.

9. A fortnight before Christmas last, a young man of their congregation, having married my daughter, without having first obtained the leave of their Head Laborer, one of the Laborers came to my house, and read to me nearly these words: — We, the elders of the congregation of the Brethren, declare to you, W—— P——, M—— P——, your wife, E——, C——,

and E——, your daughter, are utterly cut off from all church communion, from all fellowship and connection whatsoever, with the Brethren, and that for ever and ever."

In the evening I met the little society, just escaped with the skin of their teeth. From the account which each of these likewise gave, it appeared clear to a demonstration:

1. That their Elders usurped a more absolute authority over the conscience, than the Bishop of Rome himself does:

2. That to gain and secure this, they use a continued train of guile, fraud, and falsehood of every kind:

3. That they scrape their votaries to the bone as to their worldly substance, leaving little to any, to some nothing, or less than nothing:

4. That still they are so infatuated as to believe that theirs is the only true Church upon earth.

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I preached on St. Peter’s Green at seven in the morning, and at five in the evening. It is amazing that any congregation should be found here, considering what stumbling blocks have been thrown in their way. Above fourteen years ago, Mr. Rogers, then Curate of St. Paul’s, preached the pure Gospel with general acceptance. A great awakening began, and continually increased, till the poor weathercock turned Baptist; he then preached the absolute decrees with all his might; but in a while the wind changed again, and he turned and sunk into the German whirlpool. How many souls has this unhappy man to answer for!

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I returned to London. Saturday, 20. I found myself out of order, but believed it would go off. On Sunday, 21, I was considerably worse, but could not think of sparing myself on that day.

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I rose extremely sick; yet I determined, if it were possible, to keep my word, and accordingly set out soon after four for Canterbury. At Welling, I was obliged to stop; after resting an hour, I was much better; but soon after I took horse, my sickness returned, and accompanied me to Brompton, near Chatham. In the evening I preached to a serious congregation, and at five in the morning. We came to Canterbury about one, when I was presently seized with the cold fit of an ague. About twelve I fell fast asleep, and waked well at seven in the morning.

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I preached in the evening without any inconvenience, and at five in the morning. But about nine, I began shivering again. After the hot fit, I lay in a profuse sweat till eight. I then gradually cooled till I fell fast asleep, and rested sweetly till the morning.

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Being determined to use that interval of health, I procured a chaise, and reached Brompton in the evening. I spoke, as I was able, in the evening; and God bore witness to the word of his grace.

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I came to London; having received no hurt, but rather benefit, by the journey.

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I began visiting the classes, though I found, by the loss of my voice, that my bodily strength was not so far recovered as I before imagined.

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I read over Andrew Fry’s reasons for leaving the Brethren. Most of what he says, I knew before; yet I cannot speak of them in the manner which he does: I pity them too much to be bitter against them.

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I rode to Hayes, because I had promised, though I was much out of order. It was with the utmost difficulty that I read Prayers, and preached, and administered the sacrament. I went through the Evening Service with more ease; but at night my strength quite failed. I should have taken some rhubarb the next day, but I had no time; having classes to meet from morning to night.

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In the night my disorder returned more violent than it had been since I left Cornwall. I should have taken some ipecacuanha in the morning, but had no time to spare; my business being fixed for every hour, till four in the afternoon; and by that time all my complaints were gone, so that I needed only a little food and rest.

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I set out in a chaise for Leigh, having delayed my journey as long as I could. I preached at seven, but was extremely cold all the time, the wind coming strong from a door behind, and another on one side; so that my feet felt just as if I had stood in cold water.

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The chamber wherein I sat, though with a large fire, was much colder than the garden; so that I could not keep myself tolerably warm, even when I was close to the chimney. As we rode home on Wednesday, 14, the wind was high and piercing cold, and blew just in our face, so that the open chaise was no defense, but my feet were quite chilled. When I came home, I had a settled pain in my left breast, a violent cough, and a slow fever; but in a day or two, by following Dr. Fothergill’s prescriptions, I found much alteration for the better; and on Sunday, 18, I preached at Spitalfields, and administered the sacrament to a large congregation.

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I retired to Shoreham, and gained strength continually; till about eleven at night, on Wednesday, 21, I was obliged by the cramp to leap out of bed, and continue, for some time, walking up and down the room, though it was a sharp frost. My cough now returned with greater violence, and that by day as well as by night.

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I rode home, and was pretty well till night; but my cough was then worse than ever. My fever returned at the same time, together with the pain in my left breast; so that I should probably have stayed at home on Sunday, 25, had it not been advertised in the public papers, that I would preach a charity sermon at the chapel, both morning and afternoon. My cough did not interrupt me while I preached in the morning; but it was extremely troublesome while I administered the sacrament. In the afternoon I consulted my friends, whether I should attempt to preach again or no. They thought I should, as it had been advertised. I did so; but very few could hear. My fever increased much while I was preaching: However, I ventured to meet the society; and for near an hour my voice and strength were restored, so that I felt neither pain nor weakness.

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Dr. F—— told me plain, I must not stay in town a day longer; adding, “If any thing does thee good, it must be the country air, with rest, asses’ milk, and riding daily.” So (not being able to sit an horse) about noon I took coach for Lewisham.

In the evening, (not knowing how it might please God to dispose of me,) to prevent vile panegyric, I wrote as follows: —

Here Lieth The Body

OF

JOHN WESLEY,

A BRAND PLUCKED OUT OF THE BURNING:

WHO DIED OF A CONSUMPTION

IN THE FIFTY FIRST YEAR OF HIS AGE,

NOT LEAVING, AFTER HIS DEBTS ARE PAID,

TEN POUNDS BEHIND HIM:

PRAYING, GOD BE MERCIFUL TO ME,

AN UNPROFITABLE SERVANT!

(He ordered that this, if any, inscription should be placed on his tombstone.)

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I found no change for the better, the medicines which had helped me before, now taking no effect. About noon (the time that some of our brethren in London had set apart for joining in prayer) a thought came into my mind to make an experiment. So I ordered some stone brimstone to be powdered, mixed with the white of an egg, and spread on brown paper which I applied to my side. The pain ceased in five minutes, the fever in half an hour; and from this hour I began to recover strength. The next day I was able to ride, which I continued to do everyday till January

1. Nor did the weather hinder me once; it being always tolerably fair (however it was before) between twelve and one o’clock.

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Having finished all the books which I designed to insert in the “Christian Library,” I broke through the Doctor’s order, not to write, and began transcribing a Journal for the press; and in the evening I went to prayers with the family, without finding any inconvenience.

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I felt a gradual increase of strength, till I took a decoction of the bark, which I do not find (such is the peculiarity of my constitution) will agree with me in any form whatever. This immediately threw me into a purging, which brought me down again in a few days, and quite disappointed me in my design of going out on Christmas-Day.

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