Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-048 |
| Words | 391 |
do not love our hours, and will therefore order dinner to be on
table between two and three o'clock." Wehad a piece of boiled
beef, and an English pudding. This is true good breeding.
The Bishop is entirely easy and unaffected in his whole beha-
viour, exemplary in all parts of public worship, and plenteous
ingoodworks.
Wed. 7.-About noon I preached a few miles from Strabane ;
in the evening at Lisleen; and the next at Castle-Caulfield.
In the night the rain came plentifully through the thatch, into
my lodging-room. But I found no present inconvenience, and
was not careful for the morrow.
Fri. 9. I preached at eight to a numerous congregation, in
the market-place at Dungannon ; at eleven, and at five in the
afternoon, in the main street at Charlemount. I lodged at a
gentleman's, who showed me a flower, which he called a
Gummy Cystus. It blooms in the morning, with a large,
beautiful, snow-white flower ; but every flower dies in the even-
ing. New flowers blow and fall every day. Does not this
short-lived flower answer to that short-lived animal, the Ephe-
meron-fly ?
Sat. 10-. I preached at nine to a large congregation, at
Killeman. The rain began as soon as I concluded ; but it
ceased time enough forme to preach in Mr. M'Gough's avenue,
atArmagh.
JUNE 11.-(Being Trinity-Sunday.) I preached at nine on,
" So God created man in his own image;" and in the evening,
to an huge congregation. But I could not find the way to their
hearts.
Mon. 12. Having taken a solemn leave of Armagh, about
eleven I preached at Blackwater ; and in the evening at Clan-
main, where many seemed cut to the heart. O, why should
they heal the wound slightly !
Tues. 13. I was not very well in the morning, but sup-
posed it would soon go off. In the afternoon, the weather being
extremely hot, I lay down on the grass, in Mr. Lark's orchard,
at Cock-Hill. This I had been accustomed to do for forty
years, and never remember to have been hurt by it : Only I
never before lay on my face ; in which posture I fell asleep. I
waked a little, and but a little, out of order, and preached with
48 REV. J. WESLEY'S [June, 1775.