Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-1039 |
| Words | 395 |
In the afternoon I visited many of the sick; but such scenes, who
could see unmoved? There are none such to be found in a Pagan
country. If any of the Indians in Georgia were sick, (which indeed
exceedingly rarely happened, till they learned gluttony and drunkenness from the Christians,) those that were near him gave him whatever
he wanted. O who will convert the English into honest Heathens!
On Friday and Saturday, I visited as many more as I could. I
found some in their cells under ground; others in their garrets, half
starved both with cold and hunger, added to weakness and pain. But
I found not one of them unemployed, who was able to crawl about
the room. So wickedly, devilishly false is that common objection,
“ They are poor, only because they are idle.” If you saw these things
with your own eyes, could you lay out money in ornaments or superfluities ?
Sun. 11.--I preached at Hayes. Here we have a fair instance of
overcoming evil with good. All but the gentry of the parish patiently
hear the truth. Many approve of, and some experience it. Thur. 15.
--I visited Mr. S slowly recovering from a severe illness. He
expressed much love, and did not doubt, he said, inasmuch as I meant
well, but that God would convince me of my great sin in writing books ;
seeing men ought to read no book but the Bible. I judged it quite
needless to enter into a dispute with a sea captain, seventy-five years
March, 1753. ] REV. J. WESLEY’S JOURNAL. 547
old. This day Mr. Stewart was released. For two or three years he
had been “ instant in season, out of season, doing the work of an evan
gelist, and making full proof of his ministry.” Three or four weeks
ayo he fell ill of a fever, and was for a while in heaviness of soul. Last
week all his doubts and fears vanished ; and as he grew weaker in body,
he grew stronger in faith. This morning he expressed a hope full of
immortality, and in the afternoon went to God.
Sat. 17.--From Dr. Franklin’s Letters I learned, 1. That electrical
fire (or ether) is a species of fire, infinitely finer than any other yet
known. 2. That it is diffused, and in nearly equal proportions, through