Friday, 20.--At noon we made the same shift at Congleton as when I was here last. I
stood in the window, having put as many women as it would contain into the house. The
rest, with the men, stood below in the meadow; many of the townsmen were wild enough.
I have scarcely found such enlargement of heart since I came from Newcastle. The brutes
resisted long, but were at length overcome, not above five or six excepted. Surely man shall
not long have the upper hand; God will get unto Himself the victory.
It rained all the day till seven in the evening, when I began preaching at Burslem. Even the poor potters here are a more civilized people than the better sort (so called) at Congleton. A few stood with their hats on; but none spoke a word or offered to make the least disturbance.
The Journal of John Wesley
It rained all the day till seven in the evening, when I began preaching at Burslem. Even the poor potters here are a more civilized people than the better sort (so called) at Congleton. A few stood with their hats on; but none spoke a word or offered to make the least disturbance.
The Journal of John Wesley
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