Thursday, 16.--At five in the evening I preached at Dewsbury and on Friday, 17, reached
Manchester. Here I received a particular account of a remarkable incident: An eminent
drunkard of Congleton used to divert himself, whenever there was preaching there, by
standing over against the house, cursing and swearing at the preacher. One evening he had
a fancy to step in and hear what the man had to say. He did so: but it made him so uneasy
that he could not sleep all night. In the morning he was more uneasy still; he walked in the
fields, but all in vain, till it came in his mind to go to one of his merry companions, who
was always ready to abuse the Methodists. He told him how he was and asked what he should
do. "Do!" said Samuel, "go and join the society. I will; for I was never so uneasy in my life."
They did so without delay. But presently David cried out, "I am sorry I joined; for I shall get
drunk again, and they will turn me out." However, he stood firm for four days; on the fifth,
he was persuaded by the old companions to "take one pint," and then another, and another,
till one of them said, "See, here is a Methodist drunk!"
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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