Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-290 |
| Words | 400 |
a solemn parting, as we could hardly expect to meet again in the
present world.
Wed. 12. I dined once more at Sir Lodowick Grant's, whom
likewise I scarce expect to see any more. His Lady is lately
gone to rest, andhe seems to be swiftlyfollowing her. Achurch
being offered me at Elgin, in the evening I had a multitude of
hearers, whom I strongly exhorted to " seek the Lord while he
may be found." Thursday, 13. We took a view of the poor
remains of the once-magnificent cathedral. By what ruins are
left, the workmanship appears to havebeen exquisitely fine. What
barbarians must they have been, who hastened the destruction
of this beautiful pile,by taking the lead off the roof !
[May, 1784.
The church was again well filled inthe evening, by those who
seemed to feel much more than the night before. In conse-
quence, the morning congregation was more than doubled;
and deep attention sat on every face. I do not despair of
good being done even here, provided the Preachers be " sons of
thunder."
Fri. 14. We saw, at a distance, the Duke of Gordon's new
house, six hundred and fifty feet in front. Well might the
Indian ask, " Are you white men no bigger than we redmen?
Then why do you build such lofty houses ?" The country
between this and Banff is well cultivated, and extremely plea-
sant. About two I read Prayers andpreachedin the Episcopal
chapel at Banff, one of the neatest towns in the kingdom. About
ten I preached in Lady Banff's dining-room, at Fort-Glen, to a
very serious, though genteel, congregation ; and afterwards spent
a most agreeable evening with the lovely family.
Sat. 15. We set out early, and dined at Aberdeen. On the
road I read Ewen Cameron's Translation of Fingal. I think
hehasproved the authenticity ofit beyondall reasonablecontra-
diction : But what a poet was Ossian ! Little inferior to either
Homer or Virgil ; in some respects superior to both. Andwhat
an hero was Fingal ! Far more humane than Hector himself,
whom we cannot excuse for murdering one that lay upon the
ground; and with whom Achilles, or even pious Æneas, is not
worthy to be named. Butwho is this excellent translator, Ewen
Cameron ? Is not his other name Hugh Blair ?
Sun. 16. I went to Newburgh, a small fishing-town, fifteen