Wesley Corpus

26.--Our friends having largely provided us with wine and fruits for our little journey, we took boat in a lovely morning for Utrecht, with Mr. Van ’s sister, who in the way gave us a striking account: “In that house,” said she, (pointing to it as we went by,) “my husband and I lived; and that church adjoining to it was his church. Five years ago, we were sitting together, being in perfect health, when he dropped down, and in a quarter of an hour died: I lifted up my heart and said, ‘Lord, thou art my husband now;’ and found no will but his.” This was a trial worthy of a Chris tian: And she has ever since made her word good. We were scarce got to our inn at Utrecht, when Miss L Came. I found her just such as I expected. She came on purpose from her father's country-house, where all the family were. I observe of all the pious people in Holland, that, without any rule but the word of God, they dress as plain as Miss March did formerly, and Miss Johnson does now ! And considering the vast disadvantage they are under, having no connexion with each other, and being under no such discipline at all as we are, I wonder at the grace of God that is in them Fri. 27.-Iwalked over to Mr. L ’s country-house, about three miles from the city. It is a lovely place, surrounded with delightful gardens, laid out with wonderful variety. Mr. L is of an easy genteel behaviour, speaks Latin correctly, and is no stranger to philosophy. Mrs. L is the picture of friend liness and hospitality; and young Mr. L seems to be cast in the same mould. We spent a few hours very agreeably. Then Mr. L would send me back in his coach. 256 REv. J. WEsley’s [June, 1783. Being sick of inns, (our bill at Amsterdam alone amounting to near a hundred florins,) I willingly accepted of an invita tion to lodge with the sons-in-law of James Oddie. Sat. 28.--We went over to Zeist, the settlement of the Ger man Brethren. It is a small village, finely situated, with woods on every side, and much resembles one of the large Colleges in Oxford. Here I met with my old friend Bishop Antone, whom I had not seen for near fifty years.