Thursday, 5.--I had the comfort of leaving our brethren at Leeds united in peace and
love. About one I preached in a meadow at Wakefield. At first the sun was inconvenient,
but it was not many minutes before that inconvenience was removed by the clouds coming
between. We had not only a larger, but a far more attentive, congregation than ever was
seen here before. One, indeed, a kind of gentleman, was walking away with great unconcern
when I spoke aloud. "Does Callio care for none of these things? But where will you go, with
the wrath of God on your head and the curse of God on your back?" He stopped short, stood
still, and went no farther till the sermon was ended.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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