Wesley Collected Works Vol 11
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-wesley-collected-works-vol-11-006 |
| Words | 396 |
and that not in one or two places only, but
almost from one end of the kingdom to the other? Perhaps one might ask, Was there nothing uncommon,
nothing more than is usual at this season of the year, in
the rains, the hail, the winds, the thunder and lightning
which we have lately heard and scen? particularly, in the
storm which was the same day and hour that they were
playing off Macbeth's thunder and lightning at the theatre. One would almost think they designed this (inasmuch as the
entertainment continued, notwithstanding all the artillery of
heaven) as a formal answer to that question, “Canst thou
thunder with a voice like Him?”
What shall we say to the affair of Whitson Cliffs? of which,
were it not for the unparalleled stupidity of the English, all
England would have rang long ago, from one sea to another. And yet, seven miles from the place, they knew little more of
it in May last, than if it had happened in China or Japan. The fact (of the truth of which any who will be at the
pains of inquiring may soon be satisficd) is this: On Tuesday,
* Merchants who have lived in Portugal inform us, that the King had a large
building filled with diamonds; and more gold stored up, coined and uncoined,
than all the other princes of Europe together. + The title which the Inquisition of Portugal (if not in other countries also)
takes to itself. March 25, last, (being the week before Easter) many persons
heard a great noise near a ridge of mountains, called Black
Hamilton, in Yorkshire. It was observed chiefly on the
south-west side of the mountain, about a mile from the course
where the Hamilton races are run, near a ledge of rocks,
commonly called Whitson Cliffs, two miles from Sutton, and
about five from Thirsk. The same noise was heard on Wednesday by all who went
that way. On Thursday, about seven in the morning, Edward
Abbot, weaver, and Adam Bosomworth, bleacher, both of
Sutton, riding under Whitson Cliffs, heard a roaring (so they
termed it) like many cannons, or loud and rolling thunder. It seemed to come from the cliffs; looking up to which, they
saw a large body of stone, four or five yards broad, split and
fly off from the very top of the rock.