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He was a Calvinist in his theology, and separated from Wesley on account of Wesley's Arminian views. They were nicknamed "Methodists," from their strictness of life in the University, and their systematic ways. Wesley and his associates preached to the common people in England, including the poor colliers and miners, with untiring ardor and surprising effect.
Well, next time you write you might just send him my regards G. W. M. de L. Wesley's regards there was considerable contention over my getting this office; I reckon he ain't forgot. There was speeches made, I understand the lie was passed between two United States senators, and that a quid of tobacco was throwed in anger."
Wesley, may I be found sitting at your feet in another world. When Wesley declined to take precedence the Bishop asked him as a favour to sit above him, as he was deaf and desired not to lose a sentence of Mr. Wesley's conversation.
The story is recorded in Wesley's Journal, ed. 1827, iv. 316. It was at Sunderland and not at Newcastle where the scene was laid. The ghost did not prophesy ill of the attorney. On the contrary, it said to the girl: 'Go to Durham, employ an attorney there, and the house will be recovered. She went to Durham, 'and put the affair into Mr.
He found the people "eminent for drunkenness, cursing, swearing, and an utter neglect of religion." Wesley's sermons reminded them of the sermons they used to hear in their far-off German home, and a remarkable revival occurred among them. Subsequently numbers of them followed their countrymen of the preceding generation to New York and some of them joined the Lutheran Church.
Mary Fletcher performed the last bit of earthly service she might do in the name of her beloved; she wrote the inscription, which appears on the following page, for his tombstone in the old churchyard they had so often crossed side by side. To SARAH RYAN, Wesley's housekeeper at Bristol, and to her friend, DOROTHY FURLEY: "October 1st, 1759.
The poem referred to in this letter was actually written for Coningsby when he was between five and six years old. The dark little study which he describes was in the old house at Wesley's Chapel, in the City Road, London and it was very dark, with only one window, looking out upon a dingy yard.
And Wesley's crew hauled like demons on those jib sheets hauled and hauled with the vessel under way all the time hauled so hard, in fact, that with the extra purchase given them by the blocks they pulled the cleats clean out, and away went the Lucy's jib and jumbo and there was Wesley hung up.
And yet he might have got away with it but for his new foremast, which, as he had feared, had not the strength it should have had. He let her go, never stopped to haul in his sheets he had not time to if he was to cross Wesley's bow. So he swung her and the full force of the wind getting her laid both spars over the side first one and then the other clean as could be.
Wesley's estimate of me, for if I am not good, I am not anything. Perhaps it is an instance of my lack of brilliancy that I am willing to relate certain facts which strongly tend to substantiate this. My purpose, however, is not to prove either my goodness or my dulness, but to leave some record, even if slight and imperfect, of my only relative.
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