Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-829 |
| Words | 380 |
“ The other quiet, harmless people, who followed me at a distance, to
see what the end would be, they treated still worse; not only by the connivance, but by the express order of your deputy. They made them run
for their lives, amidst showers of dirt and stones, without any regard to
age or sex. Some of them they trampled in the mire, and dragged by
the hair, particularly Mr. Mackford, who came with me from Newcastle.
Many they beat with their clubs without mercy. One they forced to leap
down (or they would have thrown him headlong) from a rock, ten or
twelve feet high, into the river. And when he crawled out, wet and
bruised, they swore they would throw him in again, which they were
hardly persuaded not to do., All this time you sat well pleased close to
the place, not attempting in the least to hinder them.
“ And all this time you was talking of justice and law! Alas, sir,
suppose we were Dissenters, (which I deny,) suppose we were Jews or
Turks, are we not to have the benefit of the laws of our country? Pro
ceed against us by the law, if you can or dare; but not by lawless violence;
not by making a drunken, cursing, swearing, riotous mob, both judge,
jury, and executioner. This is flat rebellion against God and the king,
as you may possibly find to your cost.”
Between four ana five we set out from Roughlee. But observing
several parties of men upon the hills, and suspecting their design, we
put on and passed the lane they were making for before they came.
One of our brothers, not riding so fast, was intercepted by them. They
immediately knocked him down, and how it was that he got from
amongst them he knew not. Before seven we reached Widdop. The
news of what had passed at Barrowford made us all friends. The
person in whose house Mr. B. preached, sent and begged I would
preach there; which I did at eight, to such a congregation as none
could have expected on so short a warning. He invited us also to
lodge at his house, and all jealousies vanished away.
436 REV. J. WESLEY’S JOURNAL. | Aug. 1748.