Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-165 |
| Words | 399 |
Sun. 27-. I preached at eight in the Room, and at five in
the market-place, to a huge congregation. They were deeply
attentive ; but no more affected than the stones they stood upon.
Mon. 28. I preached in the new preaching-house, at Robin
Hood's Bay, and thenwent on to Scarborough. Tuesday, 29,
I spent agreeably and profitably with my old friends ; and inmy
way toBridlington, Wednesday, 30, took a view ofFlamborough-
Head. It is an huge rock, rising perpendicular from the sea to an
immense height, which gives shelter to an innumerable multitude
of sea-fowl of various kinds. I preached in the evening at Brid
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lington, and afterwards heard a very uncommon instance of
paternal affection:-A gentleman of the town had a favourite
daughter, whom he set up in a milliner's shop. Some time
after she had a concern for her soul, and believed it her duty
to enter into the society. Upon this her good father forbad
her his house ; demanding all the money he had laid out ; and
required her instantly to sell all her goods, in order to make the
payment!
In this journey I looked over the " History of Whitby," in
which are many curious things. Among others, there is an
account of St. Ninian, a Monk of Whitby Abbey, long before
the Conquest. Here is also an account of the father of the
Percy family : He came over with William the Conqueror, and
took his name from a town in Normandy. So the pretty tale of
piercing the eye of the Scotch King proves to be mere inven-
tion!
Thur. JULY 1.-This was the first of eighteen or twenty
days full as hot as any I remember in Georgia; and yet the
season is remarkably healthy. I preached in Beverley at noon,
and at Hull in the evening. Saturday, 3. I reached Grimsby,
and found a little trial. In this, and many other parts of the
kingdom, those striplings, who call themselves Lady Hunting-
don's Preachers, have greatly hindered the work of God. They
have neither sense, courage, nor grace, to go and beat up the
devil's quarters, in any place where Christ has not been named ;
but wherever we have entered as by storm, and gathered a few
souls, often at the peril of our lives, they creep in, and, by doubt-