Wesley Corpus

which no body could understand ; that she had sent for a minister, but almost as soon as he came, began roaring in so strange a manner, (her tongue at the same time hanging out of her mouth, and her face being distorted into the most terrible form,) that he cried out, “It is the devil, doubtless! It is the devil!” and immediately went away. I suppose this was some unphilosophical minister; else he would have said, “ Stark mad! Send her to Bedlam.” I asked, “ What good do you think I can do?” One answered, “ We cannot tell; but Mrs. K.” (I just relate what was spoken to me, without passing any judgment upon it,) “ earnestly desired you might come, if you was any where near; saying she had seen you ina dream, and should know you immediately: but the devil said, (those were her own expressions,) ‘I will tear thy throat out before he comes.’ But afterward, she said, his words were, ‘If he does come, I will let thee be quiet; and thou shalt be as if nothing ailed thee, till he is gone away.’ ” A very odd kind of madness this! I walked over about noon; but when we came to the house, desired all those who came with me to stay below. One showing me the way, I went up straight to her room. As soon as I came to the bedside, she fixed her eyes, and said, “ You are Mr. Wesley; I am very well now, I thank God: nothing ails me; only I am weak.” I called them up, and we began to sing,