Wesley Corpus

I preached there again on Sunday, 16, and administered the Lord’s Supper to the society. I think they were all in tears; but, with the greatest part, they were tears of joy and love. Mon. 17.--I met the singers for the last time. I joined them together two years ago; but, as the Preachers following took no care or thought about them, they of course flew asunder. And no wonder; for nothing will stand in the Methodist plan, unless the Preacher has his heart and his June, 1771.] JOURNAL, 437 hand in it. Every Preacher, therefore, should consider it is mot his business to mind this or that thing only, but every thing. Tues. 18.--Cheerfully leaving Londonderry, I rode through the wild, dreary mountains, to Cookstown. Here the scene was changed. The house at which I alighted was filled with whisky-drinkers; and the whole town, it being the fair-day, was all hurry and confusion. However, about seven the tent was set up. The people flocked from all quarters; and, considering many of them were far from sober, behaved tolerably well. Wed. 19.--I preached at five and at twelve, to a lifeless company; and then rode, through a fruitful country, to Stewart-Town. A large congregation soon assembled in the Court-House, most of whom behaved with decency; though very few of them appeared to understand anything of the matter. Thur. 20.--We went on to Castle-Calfield. As we were walking in the afternoon, an horse that was feeding turned short, and struck me on the small of my back. Had he been but an inch or two nearer, I should not have travelled any farther. As it was, I was well again in a few days. In the evening I preached on the lovely Green, before the castle, to a serious and large congregation. This was the first summer day we have had this year; and this was only warm, not hot. Fri. 21.--About eleven we had a still larger congregation, near the castle in Charlemount; whom I exhorted to be “not slothful in business,” but “fervent in spirit, serving the Lord.” At seven in the evening I preached at Armagh, in Mr. Macgough’s avenue. The congregation was in an arbour, the wide-spread trees quite overshadowing them; while The setting sun adorned the coast, His beams entire, his fierceness lost. Sat. 22.--I rode to Caladon, where, two years ago, Mr.