To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-352 |
| Words | 391 |
These are divided into small tenements,
forty, fifty, or sixty in a ship, with little chimneys and win
dows; and each of these contains a family. In one of them,
where we called, a man and his wife and six little children
lived. And yet all the ship was sweet and tolerably clean;
sweeter than most sailing ships I have been in. Saturday,
19. I returned to London. Sat. 26.--I visited poor Mrs. H., whose wild husband
has very near murdered her, by vehemently affirming, it
was revealed to him that she should die before such a day. Indeed the day is past; but her weak, nervous constitution
is so deeply shocked by it, that she still keeps her bed, and
perhaps will feel it all the days of her life. Sat. JANUARY 2, 1768.--I called on a poor man in the
Marshalsea, whose case appeared to be uncommon. He is by
birth a Dutchman, a Chemist by profession. Being but half
employed at home, he was advised to come to London, where
he doubted not of having full employment. He was recom
mended to a countryman of his to lodge, who after six weeks
arrested him for much more than he owed, and hurried him
away to prison, having a wife near her time, without money,
Feb. 1768.] JOURNAL, 311
friend, or a word of English to speak. I wrote the case to Mr. T , who immediately gave fifteen pounds; by means
of which, with a little addition, he was set at liberty, and put
in a way of living. But I never saw him since: And reason
good; for he could now live without me. Mon. 4.--At my leisure hours this week, I read Dr. Priestley’s ingenious book on Electricity. He seems to have
accurately collected and well digested all that is known on
that curious subject. But how little is that all ! Indeed
the use of it we know; at least, in some good degree. We
know it is a thousand medicines in one: In particular, that
it is the most efficacious medicine, in nervous disorders of
every kind, which has ever yet been discovered. But if we
aim at theory, we know nothing. We are soon
Lost and bewilder'd in the fruitless search. Mon. 11.--This week I spent my scraps of time in reading
Mr.