Monday, 20.--I preached at Maxfield about noon. As I had not been well and was not
quite recovered, our brethren insisted on sending me in a chaise to Burslem. Between four
and five I quitted the chaise and took my horse. Presently after, hearing a cry, I looked back
and saw the chaise upside down (the wheel having violently struck against a stone), and well
nigh dashed in pieces. About seven I preached to a large congregation at Burslem; these
poor potters, four years ago, were as wild and ignorant as any of the colliers in Kingswood.
Lord, Thou hast power over Thine own clayl
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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