To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-385 |
| Words | 390 |
The manner was particular: No table-cloth was
used, but plates, with knives and forks, and napkins, to each
person, and fifteen or sixteen small ones; on which were
bread, butter, cheese, slices of hung beef, cakes, pancakes,
and fruit of various kinds. To these were added music upon
an excellent organ, one of the sweetest tones I ever heard. Sat. 19.--We took a walk in Haerlem wood. So delightful
a place I scarce ever saw before. I judged it to be about a
mile broad, and two or three miles, deep. This is divided into
almost innumerable walks, some broad and some narrow, but
diversified in a wonderful manner, and skirted with elegant
houses on both sides. In the afternoon we returned to
Amsterdam. In the evening Mr. Shranten, a bookseller,
(whose daughter had come with us in the boat to Amsterdam,)
an Elder of the Holland's church, invited us to supper, and
desired me to expound a portion of Scripture, which I did
with liberty of spirit. Afterward Mr. Brackenbury repeated
to them in French the substance of what I had said. Sun. 20.--I expected to have preached in the English church,
as I did before ; but some of the Elders were unwilling : So I
attended there as a hearer; and I heard as miserable a sermon
as most I have heard in my life. It might have been preached
either among Jews, Turks, or Heathens, without offending them
at all. In the afternoon I expounded, to a company of serious
Christians, our Lord’s account of building our house upon a
rock. Jonathan Ferguson interpreted sentence by sentence;
and God applied it to the hearts of the hearers. Mon. 21.-I spent an hour with great satisfaction at Mr. Noltanu's country-house. Such a couple as him and his wife,
I never saw since I left London; and both their children
appeared to be worthy of their parents, both as to person,
understanding, and temper. Aug. 1786.] JOURNAL. 347
Tues. 22.-I spent great part of the day at Mr. Wankennel’s
country-house, having agreed with him to give me a private
room to write in, before and after dinner. At ten, a very
sensible Clergyman came in, with whom I conversed very
largely, as he talked elegant Latin, and exceeding fluently,
beyond any I have lately seen on the Continent.