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“Mrs. Galatin sends her hearty love. The Major desires to be kindly remembered to you; and again he gives his love. I send his words; which you ought to value, as he never deals in formal salutations.

“Yesterday morning my text was, “Learn of me. The great Prophet was in the midst of us, applying his own word. He is never absent from his supper. Our hearts were warmed with his presence, and drawn out in mighty prayer* for our Church and nation, and all mankind.

“Mr. Fletcher read prayers again in the afternoon. I testified, 'If the Son shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed. Our chapel was crowded, as on the fast-day. Lady Huntingdon, Lady Gertrude, Mrs. Cartaret, and a multitude of strangers attended. I continued my discourse for a whole hour; the Lord being my strength, and giving me utterance.

“In the society we were greatly refreshed and quickened. Mrs. Galatin carried me home, and a very comfortable evening we had together.

“Monday. I breakfasted with our most faithful friend, Lady Huntingdon; dined at the Major's; whither I returned at night, from preaching on the death of the righteous.

“Tuesday. I called on Mrs. Cartaret, and Cavendish, who have not lost their first love, either for the Master or ser- . vants. We prayed, and parted—in body.

“Tuesday night. I dined at Lady Huntingdon's, with Miss Shirley, and Mr. Jones. The latter I came to talk with ; but I only saw him with my eyes. Just before dinner we were alarmed with the chimney being on fire. Lady Huntingdon calmly ordered a wet blanket to be applied close to the chimney, so as quite to exclude the air. It quenched the fire instantaneously.

“ After dinner Lord Huntingdon came, and I went. The Lord bless my dearest Sally and Charles ! Adieu ! ” · “ July 3d, Moorfields. Last Wednesday Miss Gideon carried me to preach at Welling. It was a day comparatively well spent.

“Thursday, June 28th. I called to see sister Pearson, speechless and expiring. At the name of Jesus she recovered her speech and senses. I asked, “Are you afraid to die?'

O no,' she answered ; 'I have no fear; death has no sting; Jesus is all in all.'

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How did I even contend to lay

My limbs upon that bed!
I ask'd the angels to convey

My spirit in her stead.”
“ June 3d. From conferring with our Preachers, I took
my progress to Betsy, Mrs. Cartaret, Miss Gumley, Mr.
Romaine, and brother Butcher. I found the greatest bless-
ing at the last house-of God.

“Sunday, July 1st. My morning subject was, 'Ye have sold yourselves for nought; and ye shall be redeemed without money. He convinced our hearts that thus saith the Lord. I prayed at the table for poor, happy, dying J. Matthews.

"I met near two thousand of the society at the Foundery, and rejoiced as in the months that are past, when the candle of the Lord was upon our head.

“ Monday. I passed two useful hours at Miss Bosanquet's: Eight orphans she has taken to train up for God. I dined at brother Hammond's, and walked with Peggy Jackson and Nancy to a poor backslider, rejoicing, and triumphing over death and hell. I picked up a stray sheep, and delivered him into the hands of his old Leader, brother Parkinson. I walked home, near three miles. Adieu ! ”

“ Friday night, London. Can I threaten my bosom friend with any evil ? No; but I sometimes mind her of that blessed day when we shall put off these tabernacles. But I do not think we shall be long divided. Yet, if it gives you pain, I shall endeavour to forbear.

“ Has our dear Molly got the start of us both ? I expect the next post will bring me news of her triumphant departure. If she is yet in the body, tell her my spirit is with her spirit, never to be divided. If she has taken her flight,-in a few moments we shall overtake her..

“On Wednesday afternoon our cousin Betty was to visit me at the chapel. I called first on her, and found her confined to her bed by a fever. We had much close talk: when I asked her why she hoped to be saved. She gave me the usual answer : ‘Because I never committed any great sin; and because I have done my best,' &c. I soon beat her out of her plea, and showed her the true way of salvation. She made very little opposition, and seemed desirous to know

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Jesus Christ. Yesterday I saw her again, and left her a guinea. I have wrote to her mother, and to ours. Mrs. Dudley, I hope, will be able to get her a place, if she recovers ; which is most probable. She must make me amends for the short loss of her sister.

“I fear you are in great trouble, from the extraordinary depression I have felt all this day. Surely you have cause of rejoicing in our happy friend.

For can we mourn to see
Our fellow-prisoner free ?'

If she is in Abraham's bosom, she is there as our fore

runner. The Lord prepare my better soul, and me, for our patrac cc

, translation ! then farewell sin and pain. Then all our soul ha dicetrios shall be love, and all our business praise !

. “6 July 25th, Knightsbridge. My beloved Friend,-Yesterday I dined with Miss Darby and Billy Ley. Ask Mr. Brown, Mr. Rouquet, or whom else you meet, if they can get him a curacy at or near Bristol.

“I walked with him to the Lock, where Mr. Madan sincerely desired and pressed me to preach ; but in vain. If I cannot do the poor rich people good, I would not hinder him from doing it. I attended an hour to the singers; and heard Mr. Madan for another hour or more, on searching the Scriptures. His chapel is always crowded, and many souls will doubtless be saved through his ministry. He showed me a young woman, lately acquitted of murdering her child, though the fact was undeniable. She seems now under deep convictions.

“I got a good deal of rest last night; breakfasted this morning with Mrs. Gumley, who made me an offer of Drayton living, in Oxfordshire, the drunken Incumbent being near death. I neither refused nor accepted it; for I had not consulted you.

“I dined at Mrs. Gideon's. We spent half an hour before dinner in the best way. She is setting out for Brighthelmstone, weak in body, as weak can be, but strong in faith working by love. The Gospel Ministers have thrown away upon her much pains, to alienate her from my brother and me. She is too humble to imbibe their envious spirit.

“ Sunday afternoon. I preached in the morning on, ‘I

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“ London, August 17th. I often reflect on that hard saying, 'Son of man, behold, I take away the desire of thine eyes with a stroke;' and ask myself, Could I bear Ezekiel's trial?' Whether I shall ever be called to it, God knoweth ; for known unto Him are all his works. But it is far more probable that my beloved Sally will see many days in the vale after my warfare is accomplished, and my weary soul at rest. Here indeed we have laid the foundation of an eternal friendship, and hasten to our consummation in bliss above. Till then we scarcely begin to know the end of our meeting upon earth. O that we may fully answer it, by helping each other on to heaven, and by bringing very many with us to glory!

“God, I humbly hope, will hear my prayers, and give me to find you well on Wednesday. On this day se'nnight, at twelve, I have appointed to preach at Leominster. Please to send them notice, if opportunity serves. I fully designed to bring Salthouse with me; but he cannot leave the books at this time, without great loss, and disappointment of my subscribers. But be not frightened, as if I should come alone. Mr. Waller guards me the first day's journey; and some friends from Worcester I expect to meet me at Evesham. Besides, and above all, you know the ministering spirits will innan figy wait upon me, if you ask their Master to send them.

“From Ludlow to Bristol, I presume you will spare us Harry, or some other; and I depend upon our sister's com-c' pany, according to promise. I must be in Bristol the last day of this month. Observe, I give you legal notice, that you may order your matters accordingly. My heart is with you, and your dear worthy parents and relations. Blessed be God, that they are mine also. O that we all may be joined to the Lord in one spirit with Him!

“My brother is deeply engaged with his classes. God owns and blesses him much. Last Sunday was a time of great refreshing. Many here inquire after you out of true affection, and bewail your settling in Bristol.

“Thursday afternoon. Yours of August 13th has just now brought me the mournful news of your increasing illness.

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Yet would I say, 'It is the Lord; let Him do as seemeth Him good. Still my hope of you is steadfast, that hereby you shall be partaker of his holiness, who in kindest love chastens you for your good. And you may be bold to say, "When He hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.

“ Thursday night. I am just returned from Lewisham, where Mrs. Dewal joined us in a hymn for you, and sends her kindest love. On Monday she and Mrs. Blackwell travel to Oxford : so I am in no danger of wanting company so far.

“How has God dealt with poor dear Mrs. L- ? I shall think it long till you inform me. Neither can I let go my hope of seeing you better, if not quite recovered, on Wednesday. It would break my heart to leave you behind me, even at Ludlow, while compelled to Bristol myself. I hope to reach the Hundred-House by ten on Wednesday; and do not despair of meeting there some kind guides to Ludlow. Part of a hymn I send, without time to finish it.

See, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes,
Low at thy feet a sufferer lies,
Thy fatherly chastisement proves ;
And sick she is whom Jesus loves !

Thy angels plant around her bed,
And let thy hand support her head;
Thy power her pain to joy convert,
Thy love revive her drooping heart.

Thy love her soul and body heal ;
And let her every moment feel
The’ atoning blood by faith applied,
The balm that drops from Jesu's side.

“My time is out. Farewell, and a thousand times farewell in the Lord, thy peace, thy strength, thy life eternal !”

These selections from the private letters which were addressed by Mr. Charles Wesley to his wife, through a series of years, demonstrate the strength and tenderness of his affection as a husband and a father, and his ceaseless solicitude for her spiritual welfare. He is perpetually reminding her of the great end for which life was given; of the nearness of eternity; and of her privilege, by supplication, and a mighty faith in Christ, to hold uninterrupted communion with God, and partake of the divine nature. To the

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