Wesley Corpus

Sat. 23.--Mentioning to Mr. Thompson, minister of St. Bartholomew’s, near Ponpon, my being disappointed of a passage home by water, he offered me one of his horses, if I would go by land, which 1 gladly accepted of. He went with me twenty miles, and sent his servant to guide me the other twenty to his house. Finding a young negro there, who seemed more sensible than the rest, I asked her how long she had been in Carolina: she said two or three years ; but that she was born in Barbadoes, and had lived there in a minister’s family from a child. I asked whether she went to church there: she said, “Yes, every Sunday,--to carry my mistress’s children.” I asked, what she had learned at church: she said, ‘ Nothing : I heard a deal, but did not understand it.”” But what did your master teach you at home? “Nothing.” Nor your mistress? ‘ No.” I asked, “ But don’t you know, that your hands and feet, and this you call your body, will turn to dust ina little time?”? She answered, “ Yes.” ‘ But there is something in you that will not turn to dust, and this is what they call your soul. Indeed, you cannot see your soul, though it is within you; as you cannot see the wind, though it is all about you. But if you had not a soul in you, you could no more see, or hear, or feel, than this table can. What do you think will become of your soul, when your body turns to dust?” “If don’t know.” “ Why, it will go out of your body, and go up there, above the sky, and live always. God lives there. Do you know who God is?” “No.” “You cannot see him any more than you can see your own soul. It is he that made you and me, and all men and women, and all beasts and birds, and all the world. Itis he that makes the sun shine, and rain fall, and corn and fruits to grow out of the ground. He makes all these for us. But why do you think he made us?) Whatdid he make you and me for?’ I can’t tell.” “He made you to live with himself above the sky. And so you will, ina little time,--if you are good.