We dined at Dumfries, a clean, well-built town, having two of the most elegant churches
(one at each end of the town) that I have seen. We reached Thorny Hill in the evening. What
miserable accounts pass current in England of the inns in Scotland! Yet here, as well as
wherever we called in our whole journey, we had not only everything we wanted, but
everything readily and in good order, and as clean as I ever desire.
Tuesday, 17.—We set out about four and rode over several high, but extremely pleasant, mountains to Lead Hill. This was a village of miners, resembling Placey, near Newcastle. We dined at a village called Lesmahaggy, and about eight in the evening reached Glasgow. A gentleman who had overtaken us on the road sent one with us to Mr. Gillies’s house.
The Journal of John Wesley
Tuesday, 17.—We set out about four and rode over several high, but extremely pleasant, mountains to Lead Hill. This was a village of miners, resembling Placey, near Newcastle. We dined at a village called Lesmahaggy, and about eight in the evening reached Glasgow. A gentleman who had overtaken us on the road sent one with us to Mr. Gillies’s house.
The Journal of John Wesley
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