Monday, 23, and so all the following days when I was not particularly engaged, I spent
an hour in the morning with our preachers, as I used to do with my pupils at Oxford.
Wednesday, 25. I preached early at the Foundry; morning and afternoon, at the chapel. In
returning thence at night, a coach ran full against my chaise, and broke one of the shafts
and the traces in pieces. I was thankful that this was all; that neither man nor beast received
the least hurt.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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