Wesley Corpus

To 1776

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-1773-to-1776-003
Words385
Religious Experience Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption
Who can wonder, that a man of such a complexion should be an Infidel? I returned to London, Friday, 10, with Captain Hinderson, of Chatham, who informed us, “Being off the Kentish coast, on Wednesday morning last, I found my ship had been so damaged by the storm, which still continued, that she could not long keep above water; so we got into the boat, twelve in all, though with little hope of making the shore. A ship passing by, we made all the signals we could ; but they took no notice. A second passed near: We made signals and called; but they would not stay for us. A third put out their boat, took us up, and set us safe on shore.” 6 REv. J. WESLEY’s [Jan. 1774. o Fri. 17.--Meeting with a celebrated book, a volume of Cap tain Cook's Voyages, I sat downto read it with huge expectation. But how was I disappointed I observed, 1. Things absolutely incredible: “A nation without any curiosity;” and, what is stranger still, (I fear related with no good design,) “without any sense of shame! Men and women coupling together in the face of the sun, and in the sight of scores of people ! Men whose skin, cheeks, and lips are white as milk.” Hume or Wol taire might believe this; but I cannot. I observed, 2. Things absolutely impossible. To instance in one, for a specimen. A native of Otaheite is said to understand the language of an island eleven hundred degrees [query, miles] distant from it in latitude; besides I know not how many hundreds in longitude ' So that I cannot but rank this narrative with that of Robinson Crusoe ; and account Tupia to be, in several respects, akin to his man Friday. Saturday, 25, and on the following days, we had many happy opportunities of celebrating the solemn Feast-days, according to the design of their institution. We concluded the year with a Fast-day, closed with a solemn watch-night. Tues. JANUARY 4, 1774.--Three or four years ago, a stum bling horse threw me forward on the pommel of the saddle. I felt a good deal of pain; but it soon went off, and I thought of it no more. Some months after I observed, testiculum alterum altero duplo majorem esse.