Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-487 |
| Words | 398 |
ruffian : Gallagher had crept a little way, but they soon found
him. Some were for despatching him instantly; but others
moved to carry him to Mr.-F d's. At his house he was kept
prisoner all the night.
Wednesday, 22. The news coming to Castlebar, Mr. Ellison,
the Magistrate, went up with a large party of the army to Tur-
logh. They rushed in, but, after scarching all the house, could
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not find F.; till two young menwent into aroom where was a
large trunk, on touching the hasp ofwhich, he jumped up like
aharlequin, fell upon his knees, and begged they would not kill
him. He was then carried out, and committed to Castlebar
gaol, where he remained till the June following. Hewas found
guilty on June 6th, and executed the 12th.
After drinking a bottle of port, he went out of prison with
the air of one going to a ball. He gave a spring off the ladder,
which snapped the rope in two. He fell down, but instantly
leaped up. All his courage was gone, and none could die more
penitent.
Sun. 17. Having been a good deal out of order for some
days, I had thoughts of returning straight to London : But I
judged it best to try a little longer; so I set out for Castlebar.
In a moment I felt an entire change; only I felt a little feverish.
But this did not hinder my preaching in the evening, nor God
from giving us an uncommon blessing. The same attended us
on the following evening; but more eminently on Tuesday,
both morning and evening ; as well as in the administration of
the Lord's Supper, in which two Clergymen desired to partake
with us.
Wed. 20. We set out between three and four, and in just
twelve hours reached Sligo. There I met S. Pennington once
more, with her lovely daughter and son-in-law. I never before
saw such a congregation in Sligo, so numerous, and so serious.
Does there yet another day of visitation appear even for this
desolateplace?
Thur. 21.-I was constrained, by the earnestness of the
people, to preach at five, though with much difficulty ; my
tongue literally cleaving to the roof of my mouth, through
extreme dryness. Between nine and ten I was agreeably sur-
prised at Manorhamilton, where I expected little good. But