Friday, 27.--I breakfasted with the senior minister, Mr. McKenzie, a pious and friendly
man. At six in the evening I began preaching in the church and with very uncommon liberty
of spirit. At seven in the morning I preached in the library, a large commodious room; but
it would not contain the congregation; many were constrained to go away. Afterward I rode
over to Fort George, a very regular fortification, capable of containing four thousand men.
As I was just taking horse, the commanding officer sent word that I was welcome to preach.
But it was a little too late: I had then but just time to ride back to Inverness.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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