Monday, 28.--I rode to Kinsale, one of the pleasantest towns which I have seen in Ireland.
At seven I preached at the Exchange, to a few gentry, many poor people, and abundance of
soldiers. All behaved like men that feared God. After sermon came one from Cork and in-
formed us Mr. W--- had preached both morning and afternoon under the wall of the barracks; that the town drummers came, but the soldiers assured them if they went to beat there
they would be all cut in pieces; that then the mayor came himself at the head of his mob,
but could make no considerable disturbance; that he went and talked to the commanding
officer, but with so little success that the colonel came out and declared to the mob they
must make no riot there. Here is a turn of affairs worthy of God! Doth He not rule in heaven
and earth?
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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