Wesley Corpus

congregation, ‘ Now Wesley has sent down for a huncred pounds; and it must be raised directly. Nay, it is true.’ O sir, is this possible? Can it be, that you should be so totally void (I will not ay, of conscience, of religion, but) of good nature, as to credit such a tale? and of good manners and common sense, as thus to repeat it? I must beg that you would either justify or retract this; (for it is a point of no small concern ;) and that I may know what you propose to do, before I set out for London. ““T am, Reverend Sir, “Your brother and servant, for Christ’s sake.” But he never favoured me with an answer. Sat. 25.--I was welcomed into Port Isaac by more company than 1 expected. The man who had some time since headed the mob when they left Edward Grenfill for dead, had gathered all his troops, and ceceived us as soon as we entered the first street. They all attended us to Mr. Scantlebury’s door, who (Mr. T. informed me) desired I would lodge at his house. I knocked long at the door but no one answered: at length, the master appeared,----a hoary, venerable old man. I asked, “ Pray, is Mr. T. here?” He replied, “ Mr. T. is not here. But, pray what may thy name be?” I answered, “ My name is John Wesley.” He said, “I have heard of thee.” Perceiving that he had no more to say, I turned back to another house. The mob followed, hallooing and shouting ; but none of them offered to strike, or even throw any thing. Only their captain, after some hard words, lifted up his stick at me once or twice. But one of his companions interposed. He then went quietly away.