Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-559 |
| Words | 207 |
In the mean time my strength and my voice returned, and I broke
out aloud into. prayer. And now the man who just before headed
the mob, turned, and said, “ Sir, I will spend my life for you: follow
me, and not one soul here shall touch a hair of your head.” Two or
‘three of his fellows confirmed his words, and got close to me immediately. At the same time, the gentleman in the shop cried out, “ For
shame, for shame! Let him go.” An honest butcher, who was a little
further off, said, it was a shame they should-do thus; and pulled back
four or five, one after another, who were running on the most fiercely.
The people then, as if it had been by common consent, fell back to the
right and left; while those three or four men took me between them,
and carried me through them all. But on the bridge the mob rallied
again: we therefore went on one side over the mill dam, and thence
through the meadows ; till, a little before ten, God brought me safe to
Wednesbury ; having lost only one flap of my waistcoat, and a little
skin from one of my hands.