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Cornish Smugglers

On Wednesday, 25, the stewards met at St. Ives, from the western part of Cornwall.  The next day I began examining the society, but I was soon obliged to stop short.  I found an accursed thing among them; well-night one and all bought or sold uncustomed goods.  I therefore delayed speaking to any more till I had met them all together.  This I did in the evening and told them plainly either they must put this abomination away or they would see my face no more.  Friday, 27.  They severally promised so to do.  So I trust this plague is stayed.

Monday, November 12.--I set out in a chaise for Leigh, having delayed my journey as long as I could.  I preached at seven, but was extremely cold all the time, the wind coming strong from a door behind and another on one side; so that my feet felt just as if I had stood in cold water.

Tuesday, 13.--The chamber wherein I sat, though with a large fire, was much colder than the garden; so that I could not keep myself tolerably warm, even when I was close to the chimney.  As we rode home on Wednesday, 14, the wind was high and piercing cold, and blew just in our face so that the open chaise was no defense, but my feet were quite chilled.  When I came home, I had a settled pain in my left breast, a violent cough, and a slow fever; but in a day or two, by following Dr. Fothergill's prescriptions; I found much alteration for the better; and on Sunday, 18, I preached at Spitalfields and administered the sacrament to a large congregation.

 

Wesley Writes His Epitaph

Monday, 19.--I retired to Shoreham and gained strength continually; till about eleven at night, on Wednesday, 21, I was obliged by the cramp to leap out of bed and continue, for some time, walking up and down the room, though it was a sharp frost.  My cough now returned with greater violence and that by day as well as by night.

Saturday, 24.--I rode home as was pretty well till night; but my cough was then worse than ever.  My fever returned at the same time, together with the pain in my left breast; so that I should probably have stayed at home on Sunday, 25, had it not been advertised in the public papers that I would preach a charity sermon at the chapel, both morning and afternoon.  My cough did not interrupt me while I preached in the morning; but it was extremely troublesome while I administered the sacrament.  In the afternoon I consulted my friends whether I should attempt to preach again or no.  They thought I should, as it had been advertised.  I did so; but very few could hear.  My fever increased much while I was preaching; however, I ventured to meet the society, and for nearly an hour my voice and strength were restored so that I felt neither pain nor weakness.

Monday, 26.--Dr. F.--- told me plainly that I must not stay in town a day longer; adding, "If anything does thee good, it must be the country air, with rest, asses' milk, and riding daily."  So (not being able to sit a horse) about noon I took coach for Lewisham.

In the evening (not knowing how it might please God to dispose of me), to prevent vile panegyric, I wrote as follows:

 

Here lieth the Body

of

JOHN WESLEY,

A BRAND PLUCKED OUT OF THE BURNING:

WHO DIED OF A CONSUMPTION IN THE FIFTY-FIRST YEAR OF HIS AGE,

NOT LEAVING, AFTER HIS DEBTS ARE PAID,

TEN POUNDS BEHIND HIM:

PRAYING,

GOD BE MERCIFUL TO ME, AN UNPROFITABLE SERVANT!

 

He ordered that this, if any, inscription should be placed on his tombstone.

 

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