Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-224 |
| Words | 399 |
After preaching in the evening to a crowded audience, and
exhorting the society to brotherly love, I took chaise with Dr.
Coke; and, travelling day and night, the next evening came to
London. We observed Friday, 17, as a fast-day, and con-
cluded it with a solemn watch-night. Having finished my busi-
ness in town for the present, on Sunday, 19, at eight in the
evening, I took coach with my new fellow-traveller, George
Whitfield; and on Monday evening preached at Bath. Tues-
day, 21. I went on toBristol ; and after resting a day, on Thurs-
day, 23, set out for Cornwall.
Finding, after breakfast, that I was within amile ofmy old
friend, G. S., I walked over, and spent an hour with him.
He is all-original still, like no man in the world, either in senti-
ments or any thing about him. But perhaps if I had his
immense fortune, I might be as great an oddity as he.
[Aug. 1781.
About six in the evening I preached at Taunton, to a
numerous congregation. I found the Letters concerning Popery
hadmuch abated prejudice here. Friday, 24. I preached at
Collumpton about noon, and at Exeter in the evening. Satur-
day, 25. I preached in the Square at Plymouth-Dock, to a
quieter congregation than usual. Sunday, 26. Between one
and two, I began in the new House in Plymouth. The large
congregation was all attention; and there seemed reason to hope
that even here we shall find some fruit of our labour. In the
evening I preached again in the Square, on the story of the
Pharisee and Publican, to such a congregation, for number and
seriousness together, as I never saw there before.
Mon. 27.-I was desired to preach at Trenuth at noon, a
little way (they said) out of the road. The little way proved
six or seven miles through a road ready to break our wheels in
pieces. However, I just reached St. Austle time enough to
preach ; and God greatly comforted the hearts ofhis people.
Tues. 28.-Between nine and ten we had such a storm of
rain, as I do not remember to have seen in Europe before. It
seemed ready to beat in the windows of the chaise, and in three
minutes drenched our horsemen from head to foot. We reached
Truro, however, at the appointed time. I have not for many