Wesley Corpus

Wesley Collected Works Vol 9

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typetreatise
YearNone
Passage IDjw-wesley-collected-works-vol-9-088
Words390
Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption Trinity
W. attempts to preach, I am prepared for him.” I did not conceive till now, that there was any real meaning in what a gentleman said some time since; who being told, “Sir, King George tolerates Methodists,” replied, “Sir, you shall find, the Mayor is King of Cork.” 20. I began preaching in our own house soon after five. Mr. Mayor meantime was walking in the 'Change, where he gave orders to the drummers of the town, and to his sergeants,-- doubtless, to go down and keep the peace | They came down, with an innumerable mob, to the house. They continued drumming, and I continued preaching, till I had finished my discourse. When I came out, the mob immediately closed me in. I desired one of the sergeants to protect me from the mob; but he replied, “Sir, I have no orders to do that.” When I came into the street, they threw whatever came to hand. I walked on straight through the midst of them, looking every man in the face, and they opened to the right and left, till I came near Dant’s Bridge. A large party had taken possession of this, one of whom was bawling out, “Now, heigh for the Romans !” When I came up, these likewise shrunk back, and I walked through them into Mr. Jenkins's house. But many of the congregation were more roughly handled; particularly Mr. Jones, who was covered with dirt, and escaped with his life almost by miracle. The main body of the mob then went to the House, brought out all the seats and benches tore up the floor, the door, the frames of the windows, and whatever of wood-work remained, part of which they carried off for their own use, and the rest they burnt in the open street. 21. Monday, 21. I rode on to Bandon. From three in the afternoon till after seven, the mob of Cork marched in grand procession, and then burnt me in effigy near Dant’s Bridge. Tuesday, 22. The mob and drummers were moving again between three and four in the morning. The same evening the mob came down to Hammond’s Marsh, but stood at a distance from Mr. Stockdale's house, till the drums beat, and the Mayor's sergeants beckoned to them; on which they drew up, and began the attack.