Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol1 3

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol1-3-1249
Words393
Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption Reign of God
Sat. 2'77.--I rode through James’s Town, once a strong place. now a heap of ruins, and through Carrick and Boyle, both enclosed by a pleasant and fruitful country. Soon after, we entered the county ot Sligo, the best peopled that I have seen in the kingdom. Eight villages we counted within seven miles: the town itself, I think, is little Jess than Limerick. The country round it is fertile and well improved ; even the mountains, to the very top. It lies two miles from the sea, having a large harbour, covered by mountains on each side. The mob had been in motion all the day. But their business was only with the forestallers of the market, who had bought up all the corn far and near, to starve the poor, and load a Dutch ship, which lay at the quay; but the mob brought it all out into the market, and sold it for the owners at the common price. And this they did with all the calmness and composure imaginable, and without striking or hurting any one. I preached, in the evening, near the main street, to a small, quiet, serious company ; at nine, Sunday, 28, in the market house, to a numerous congregation. But they were doubled at five in the afternoon; and God made his word quick and powerful. Even the rich and genteel part of the audience appeared to be deeply affected. -O for labourers, for a few yvnoia rsxva, [native sons, |--desirous only to spend and be spent for their brethren! Mon. 29.--I rode to Castlebar. Thur. June 1.--I went to Newport. I believe all the Protestants m the town gladly attended the evening preaching; and few of mem 658 REV. J. WESLEY’S JOURNAL [ June, 1758. were wanting at five in the morning. How white are these fields to the harvest! Fri. 2.--I rode to Hollymount, and preached in the church yard. I then visited my antagonist, Mr. Clark, who was lying extremely ill. Sat. 3.--I preached at Minulla, a village four miles from Castlebar I was suprised to find how little the Irish Papists are changed in a hundred years. Most of them retain the same bitterness, yea, and thirst for blood, as ever ; and would as freely now cut the throats of all the Protestants, as they did in the last century.