Saturday, October 22.—I spent an hour in observing the various works of God in the
Physic Garden at Chelsea. It would be a noble improvement of the design if some able and
industrious person were to make a full and accurate inquiry into the use and virtues of all
these plants: without this, what end does the heaping them thus together answer, but the
gratifying an idle curiosity?
Monday, November 21.—I set out for Leigh, in Essex. It had rained hard in the former part of the night and was succeeded by a sharp frost, so that most of the road was like glass; and the northeast wind set just in our face. However, we reached Leigh by four in the afternoon. Here was once a deep open harbor; but the sands have long since blocked it up and reduced a once flourishing town to a small ruinous village. I preached to most of the inhabitants of the place in the evening; to many in the morning, and then rode back to London.
The Journal of John Wesley
Monday, November 21.—I set out for Leigh, in Essex. It had rained hard in the former part of the night and was succeeded by a sharp frost, so that most of the road was like glass; and the northeast wind set just in our face. However, we reached Leigh by four in the afternoon. Here was once a deep open harbor; but the sands have long since blocked it up and reduced a once flourishing town to a small ruinous village. I preached to most of the inhabitants of the place in the evening; to many in the morning, and then rode back to London.
The Journal of John Wesley
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