To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-189 |
| Words | 379 |
Thur. 9.--In speaking on those words, “Set thy house
in order; for thou shalt die and not live,” I took occasion
to exhort all who had not done it already, to settle their
temporal affairs without delay. Let not any man who reads
these words put it off a day longer
Mon. 13.--I retired to Lewisham, and settled the society
book. Fifty-seven members of the society have died this
year; and none of them “as a fool dieth.” An hundred
and seventy have left the society. Such are the fruits of
senseless prejudice. Sat. 25.--We began the service at the new chapel, as usual,
at four in the morning. Afterwards Iread prayers and preached
and administered the Lord's Supper at West-Street. In the
afternoon I preached at the new chapel again; then met the
society; and afterwards, the married men and women. But
after this I was no more tired than when I rose in the morning. Wed. 29.--Mr. Hatton, lately come from America, gave us
an account of his strange deliverance. He was Collector of the
Customs for the eastern ports of Maryland, and zealous for King
George. Therefore the rebels resolved to dispatch him ; and a
party was sent for that purpose under one Simpson, who owed
Dec. 1779.] JOURNAL. 173
him five hundred pounds. But first he sent him the following
note :--
“WE are resolved to have you dead or alive. So we advise
you to give yourself up, that you may give us no more to able. “I am, Sir,
“Your obedient servant.”
Mr. Hatton not complying with this civil advice, a party of
rifle-men were sent to take him. He was just going out, when
a child told him they were at hand, and had only time to run
and get into a hollow which was under the house. The maid
clapped to the trap-door, and covered it over with flax. They
searched the house from top to bottom, opened all the closets,
turned up the beds, and, finding nothing, went away. He
was scarce come out, when another party beset the house, and
came so quick, that he had but just time to get in again;
and the maid, not having flax enough at hand, covered the
door with foul linen.