Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-128 |
| Words | 377 |
Sun. 25.--After spending an hour in singing and prayer, we walked .
till near noon, before we could meet with any refreshment. The road
would have appeared exceeding pleasant, being broad and straight, with
tall trees on either side, had not weariness and rain prevented. We
hoped to reach Reinberg in the evening, but could not; being obliged
to stop two hours short of it, at a little house where many good Lutherans were concluding the Lord’s day (as is usual among them) with
fiddling and dancing !
Mon. 26.--We breakfasted at Reinberg ; left it at half an hour past
ten, and at four came to Urding. Being much tired, we rested here,
so that it was near ten at night before we came to Neus. Having but
a few hours’ walk from hence to Célen, we went thither easily, and came
at five the next evening, into the ugliest, dirtiest city, I ever yet saw
with my eyes.
Wed. 28.--We went to the cathedral, which is more heaps upon
heaps ; a huge misshapen thing, which has no more of symmetry than
of neatness belonging to it. I was a little surprised to observe, that
neither in this, nor in any other of the Romish churches where I have
been, is there, properly speaking, any such thing as joint worship ; but
one prays at one shrine or altar, and another at another, without any
regard to, or communication with, one another. As we came out of
the church, a procession began on the other side of the church-yard.
One of our company scrupling to pull off his hat, a zealous Catholic
presently cried out, “ Knock down the Lutheran dog.” But we prevented any contesi, by retiring into the church.
Walking on the side of the Rhine in the afternoon, I saw, to my great
surprise, (for I always thought before, no Romanist of any fashion
believed any thing of the story,) a fresh painting, done last year at the
public expense, on the outside of the city wall, “in memory of the
bringing in the heads of the three kings,” says the Latin inscription,
“through the gate adjoining ;” which, indeed, in reverence, it seems,
to them, has been stopped up ever since.