Wesley seems to have believed this story

Sat 31 Oct 1772: A young man of good sense, and an unblamable character, gave me a strange account of what (he said) had happened to himself, and three other persons in the same house. As I knew they all feared God, I thought the matter deserved a farther examination. So in the afternoon I talked largely with them all. The sum of their account was this:—
"Near two years ago, Martin S— and William J— saw, in a dream, two or three times repeated to each of them, a person who told them there was a large treasure hid in such a spot, three miles from Norwich, consisting of money and plate, buried in a chest, between six and eight feet deep. They did not much regard this, till each of them, when they were broad awake, saw an elderly man and woman standing by their bedside, who told them the same thing, and bade them go and dig it up, between eight and twelve at night. Soon after, they went; but, being afraid, took a third man with them. They began digging at eight, and after they had dug six feet, saw the top of a coffer, or chest. But presently it sunk down into the earth; and there appeared over the place a large globe of bright fire, which, after some time, rose higher and higher, till it was quite out of sight. Not long after, the man and woman appeared again, and said, ’You spoiled all by bringing that man with you.' From this time, both they and Sarah and Mary J—, who live in the same house with them, have heard, several times in a week, delightful music, for a quarter of an hour at a time. They often hear it before those persons appear; often when they do not appear." They asked me whether they were good or bad spirits; but I could not resolve them.

Longing for Fruit

Fri 30 Oct 1772: I went to Loddon, ten miles from Norwich, where there has been preaching for a year or two. The preaching-house, at one, was thoroughly filled with serious and attentive hearers. So was the House at Norwich in the evening. From all these blossoms, will there not be some fruit?

Heavy Congregation

Fri 30 Oct 1767: I rode across the country to Bedford and preached in the evening to a civil, heavy congregation. Saturday 31, after preaching at Luton in the way, I returned to London.

A very, very ill John Wesley

[This post covers the period 28 Oct to 7 Nov 1741, during which JW was very ill. For the most part it is a letter which John wrote to Charles, but which he published in his journal]

The great comfort I found both in public and private, almost every day of the ensuing week, I apprehend was to prepare me for what followed; a short account of which I sent to London soon after in a letter, the copy of which I have subjoined, although I am not insensible there are several circumstances therein which some may set down for mere enthusiasm and extravagance.
Dear Brother,
All last week I found hanging upon me the effects of the violent cold I had contracted in Wales; not, I think (as Mr. Turner and Walcam supposed), by lying in a damp bed at St. Bride’s, but rather by riding continually in the cold and wet nights, and preaching immediately after. But I believed it would pass off, and so took little notice of it till Friday morning. I then found myself exceeding sick, and as I walked to Baptist Mills (to pray with Susanna Basil, who was ill of a fever), felt the wind pierce me, as it were, through. At my return I found myself something better. Only I could not eat anything at all. Yet I felt no want of strength at the hour of intercession, nor at six in the evening, while I was opening and applying those words, ‘Sun, stand thou still in Gibeon, and thou, moon, in the valley of Ajalon.’ I was afterwards refreshed and slept well, so that I apprehended no farther disorder, but rose in the morning as usual and declared with a strong voice and an enlarged heart, ‘Neither circumcision availeth anything, nor uncircumcision, but faith that worketh by love.’ About two in the afternoon, just as I was set down to dinner, a shivering came upon me and a little pain in my back, but no sickness at all, so that I eat [ate] a little, and then, growing warm, went to see some that were sick. Finding myself worse about four I would willingly have lain down. But having promised to see Mrs. G——, who had been out of order for some days, I went thither first, and thence to Weavers’ Hall. A man gave me a token for good as I went along: ‘Ay’, said he, ‘he will be a martyr too by and by.’ The Scripture I enforced was, ‘My little children, these things I write unto you, that ye sin not. But if any man sin, we have an advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous.’ I found no want either of inward or outward strength. But afterwards, finding my fever increased, I called on Dr. Middleton. By his advice I went home and took my bed—a strange thing for me, who had not kept my bed a day (for five and thirty years) ever since I had the smallpox. I immediately fell into a profuse sweat, which continued till one or two in the morning. God then gave me refreshing sleep, and afterwards such tranquillity of mind that this day, Sunday, November 1, seemed the shortest day to me I had ever known in my life.

I think a little circumstance ought not to be omitted, although I know there may be an ill construction put upon it. Those words were now so strongly impressed upon my mind that for a considerable time I could not put them out of my thoughts: ‘Blessed is the man that provideth for the poor and needy; the Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble. The Lord shall strengthen him when he lieth sick upon his bed; make thou all his bed in his sickness.’
On Sunday night likewise I slept well and was easy all Monday morning. But about three in the afternoon the shivering returned, much more violent than before. It continued till I was put to bed. I was then immediately as in a fiery furnace. In a little space I began sweating, but the sweating seemed to increase rather than allay the burning heat. Thus I remained till about eight o’clock, when I suddenly awaked out of a kind of doze, in such a sort of disorder (whether of body or mind, or both) as I know not how to describe. My heart and lungs and all that was within me, and my soul too, seemed to be in perfect uproar. But I cried unto the Lord in my trouble, and he delivered me out of my distress.
I continued in a moderate sweat till near midnight, and then slept pretty well till morning. On Tuesday, November 3, about noon, I was removed to Mr. Hooper’s. Here I enjoyed a blessed calm for several hours, the fit not returning till six in the evening, and then in such a manner as I never heard or read of. I had a quick pulse, attended with violent heat; but no pain either in my head or back or limbs; no sickness, no stitch, no thirst. Surely God is a present help in time of trouble. And he does make all my bed in my sickness.
Wed. 4. Many of our brethren agreed to seek God today by fasting and prayer. About twelve my fever began to rage. At two I dozed a little, and suddenly awaked in such disorder (only more violent) as that on Monday. The silver cord appeared to be just then loosing, and the wheel breaking at the cistern. The blood whirled to and fro, as if it would immediately force its way through all its vessels, especially in the breast; and excessive, burning heat parched up my whole body, both within and without. About three, in a moment, the commotion ceased, the heat was over, and the pain gone. Soon after it made another attack, but not near so violent as the former. This lasted till half an hour past four and then vanished away at once. I grew better and better till nine. Then I fell asleep, and scarce awaked at all till morning.
Thur. 5. The noisy joy of the people in the streets[Guy Fawkes celebrations] did not agree with me very well; though I am afraid it disordered their poor souls much more than it did my body. About five in the evening my cough returned, and soon after the heat and other symptoms; but with this remarkable circumstance, that for fourteen or fifteen hours following I had more or less sleep in every hour. This was one cause why I was never light-headed at all, but had the use of my understanding, from the first hour of my illness to the last, as fully as when in perfect health.
Fri. 6. Between ten and twelve the main shock began. I can give but a faint account of this, not for want of memory, but of words. I felt in my body nothing but storm and tempest, hailstones and coals of fire. But I do not remember that I felt any fear (such was the mercy of God!) nor any murmuring. And yet I found but a dull, heavy kind of patience, which I knew was not what it ought to be. The fever came rushing upon me as a lion, ready to break all my bones in pieces. My body grew weaker every moment; but I did not feel my soul put on strength. Then it came into my mind, ‘Be still, and see the salvation of the Lord. I will not stir hand or foot; but let him do with me what is good in his own eyes.’ At once my heart was at ease. My mouth was filled with laughter and my tongue with joy. My eyes overflowed with tears, and I began to sing aloud. One who stood by said, ‘Now he is light-headed.’ I told her, ‘O no. I am not light-headed, but I am praising God. God is come to my help, and pain is nothing. Glory be to God on high.’ I now found why it was not expedient for me to recover my health sooner; because then I should have lost this experimental proof how little everything is which can befall the body, so long as God carries the soul aloft, as it were on the wings of an eagle.
An hour after, I had one more grapple with the enemy, who then seemed to collect all his strength. I essayed to shake myself and praise God as before. But I was not able: the power was departed from me. I was shorn of my strength, and become weak and like another man. Then I said, ‘Yet here I hold. Lo, I come to bear thy will, O God.’ Immediately he returned to my soul, and lifted up the light of his countenance. And I felt, ‘He rideth easily enough whom the grace of God carrieth.’
I supposed the fit was now over, it being about five in the afternoon, and began to compose myself for sleep, when I felt first a chill and then a burning all over, attended with such an universal faintness and weariness and utter loss of strength, as if the whole frame of nature had been dissolved. Just then my nurse, I know not why, took me out of bed and placed me in a chair. Presently a purging began, which I believe saved my life. I grew easier from that hour and had such a night’s rest as I have not had before, since it pleased God to lay his hand upon me.

Constrained to return where he was first called

Thur 29 Oct 1747: T. C., who had been with the Brethren some years, desired to speak with me. He said he could find no rest anywhere else and was constrained to return where he was first called. I believe he obeyed that conviction for a month. ‘Unstable as water, thou shalt not excel.’

Born Again to Die in Peace

Wed 28 1778: About noon, I preached at St. Neots, and afterwards visited a lovely young woman, who appeared to be in the last stage of a consumption and was feebly gasping after God. She seemed to be just ripe for the gospel, which she drank in with all her soul. God speedily brought her to the blood of sprinkling, and a few days after, she died in peace.

Wesley the 'Midwife'

Wed 28 Oct 1767: About two in the afternoon, I preached at Towcester, where, though many could not get in, yet all were quiet. Hence we rode to Northampton, where, in the evening (our own room being far too small), I preached in the riding-school to a large and deeply serious congregation. After service, I was challenged by one that was my parishioner at Epworth near forty years ago. I drank tea at her house the next afternoon with her daughter-in-law from London, very big with child and greatly afraid that she should die in labour. When we went to prayers, I enlarged in prayer for her in particular. Within five minutes after we went away, her pains began, and, soon after, she was delivered of a fine boy.

Recession

Tue 27 Oct 1772: Finding abundance of people were out of work, and, consequently, in the utmost want, (such a general decay of trade having hardly been known in the memory of man,) I enforced, in the evening, "Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you." For many years I have not seen so large a congregation here, in the mornings as well as evenings. One reason of which may be this: Thousands of people, who, when they had fulness of bread, never considered whether they had any souls or not, now they are in want begin to think of God.

Thank you, Presbyterians

Tue 27 Oct 1767: I rode to Weedon, where, the use of the church being refused, I accepted the offer of the Presbyterian meeting-house and preached to a crowded audience.

At Wallingford

Mon 26 Oct 1789: I set out early, dined at Wallingford, just fifty miles from the new chapel, and preached in the evening to far more people than the preaching-house could contain. It was a day of God’s power, and I believe most of the stouthearted trembled at his word.

Large Congregation at Five in the Morning

Mon 26 Oct 1778: I set out in the Diligence to Godmanchester, hoping to be there by six in the evening. But we did not come till past eight; so most of the people being gone, I only gave a short exhortation. At five in the morning we had a large congregation, but a much larger in the evening.

Falling Horse and the Grace of God

Sun 25 Oct 1741: After the Sacrament at All Saints’ I took horse for Kingswood. But before I came to Lawrence Hill my horse fell, and attempting to rise, fell down again upon me. One or two women ran out of a neighbouring house, and when I rose, helped me in. I adore the wisdom of God. In this house were three persons who began to run well, but Satan had hindered them. But they resolved to set out again. And not one of them has looked back since.
Notwithstanding this delay I got to Kingswood by two. The words God enabled me to speak there, and afterwards at Bristol (so I must express myself still; for I dare not ascribe them to my own wisdom), were as a hammer and a flame. And the same blessing we found at the meeting of the society. But more abundantly at the love-feast which followed. I remember nothing like it for many months. A cry was heard from one end of the congregation to the other; not of grief, but of overflowing joy and love. ‘O continue forth thy loving-kindness unto them that know thee; and thy mercy to them that are true of heart!’

Ministry to the sick

Sat 24 Oct 1741: I visited more of the sick, both in Kingswood and Bristol. And it was pleasant work, for I found none of them ‘sorrowing as men without hope’. At six I expounded, ‘God is light, and in him is no darkness at all.’ And his light broke in upon us in such a manner that we were even lost in praise and thanksgiving

Working in all things for the Good

Fri 23 Oct 1741: I saw several others who were ill of the same distemper. Surely our Lord will do much work by this sickness. I do not find that it comes to any house without leaving a blessing behind it. In the evening I went to Kingswood and found Ann Steed also praising God in the fires and testifying that all her weakness and pain wrought together for good.

Ministering to the Dying

Thu 22 1741: I called upon Edward W who had been ill for several days. I found him in deep despair. Since he had left off prayer, ‘all the waves and storms were gone over him.’ We cried unto God, and his soul revived. A little light shone upon him and, just as we sung,
“Be Thou his strength and righteousness,
His Jesus and his all,”
his spirit returned to God.

With the condemned until executed

Wed 21 Oct 1761: I was desired by the condemned prisoners to give them one sermon more. And on Thursday, Patrick Ward, who was to die on that day, sent to request I would administer the sacrament to him. He was one-and-twenty years of age, and had scarce ever had a serious thought, till he shot the man who went to take away his gun. From that instant he felt a turn within, and never swore an oath more. His whole behaviour in prison was serious and composed: He read, prayed, and wept much; especially after one of his fellow-prisoners had found peace with God. His hope gradually increased till this day, and was much strengthened at the Lord's Supper; but still he complained, "I am not afraid, but I am not desirous, to die. I do not find that warmth in my heart. I am not sure my sins are forgiven." He went into the cart, about twelve, in calmness, but mixed with sadness. But in a quarter of an hour, while he was wrestling with God in prayer, (not seeming to know that any one was near him,) "The Holy Ghost," said he, "came upon me, and I knew that Christ was mine." From that moment his whole deportment breathed a peace and joy beyond all utterance, till, after having spent about ten minutes in private prayer, he gave the sign.

Gracious Disagreement

Wed 21 Oct 1741: I set out soon after preaching, and about nine came to Newport. A clergyman, soon after I was set down, came into the next room and asked aloud, with a tone unusually sharp, where those vagabond fellows were. Captain Turner, without any ceremony, took him in hand. But he soon quitted the field and walked out of the house. Just as I was taking horse he returned and said, ‘Sir, I am afraid you are in a wrong way. But if you are right, I pray God to be with you, and prosper your undertakings.’
About one I came to Caldicot and preached to a small, attentive company of people, on ‘Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness; for they shall be filled.’ Between seven and eight we reached Bristol.

At the Prison

Tue 20 Oct 1741: At eleven I preached at the prison, on ‘I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.’ In the afternoon I was desired to meet one of the ‘honourable women’; whom I found a mere sinner, groaning under the mighty hand of God. About six, at Mr. W’s desire, I preached once more on those words, ‘Whom ye ignorantly worship, him declare I unto you.’

Examination Time

Mon 19 Oct 1761: I desired all those to meet me, who believed they were saved from sin. There were seventeen or eighteen. I examined them severally, as exactly as I could; and I could not find any thing in their tempers (supposing they spoke true) any way contrary to their profession.

Sunday Preaching

Sun 18 Oct 1741: I rode to Wenvoe. The church was thoroughly filled with attentive hearers, while I preached on those words, ‘Whom ye ignorantly worship, him declare I unto you.’ In the afternoon I read prayers and preached at Porthkerry. In the evening there was a great concourse of people at the Castle to whom I strongly declared ‘the hope of righteousness’ which is ‘through faith’.

Let's rather make Peace

Sat 17 Oct 1741: Going to a neighbouring house, I found Mr. Humphreys and T. Bissicks tearing open the sore with all their might. On my coming in all was hushed. But Mrs. James of Abergavenny (a woman of candour and humanity) insisted that those things should be said to my face. There followed a lame piece of work. But although the accusations brought were easily answered, yet I found they left a soreness on many spirits. When H. Harris heard of what had passed, he hasted to stand in the gap once more and with tears besought them all to ‘follow after the things that make for peace’. And God blessed the healing words which he spoke, so that we parted in much love, being all determined to let controversy alone and to preach Jesus Christ and him crucified.I preached at Cardiff at three, and about five set out thence for Fonmon Castle. Notwithstanding the great darkness of the night, and our being unacquainted with the road, before eight we came safe to the congregation, which had been some time waiting for us. I preached on our Lord’s words to the rich young man, ‘If thou wilt enter into life, keep the commandments.’ Blessed be God that we have a better covenant, established upon better promises

Tippling and Sabbath-breaking

Fri 16 Oct 1772: I went round to Bedford. I was sorry to hear from Alderman Parker, that his son-in-law, who succeeded him in the Mayoralty, had broke through all the regulations which he had made, tolerating all the tippling and sabbath-breaking which Mr. P. had totally suppressed! Thus showing to all the world, that he was not "under the law" either of God or man!

I won't preach on the perseverance of the saints

Thur 15 Oct 1767: About noon, I preached at Fareham, then went on to Portsmouth Common. I sent to desire the use of the Tabernacle but was answered, ‘Not unless’ I ‘would preach the perseverance of the saints’. At six, I preached in our own room, which was sufficiently crowded both within and without. Resolving there should be room for all that would come, I preached the next afternoon on the side of the common. And the whole congregation was as quiet as that in the square at Bristol.

In Oxford

Wed 14 Oct 1778: I went on to Oxford and, having an hour to spare, walked to Christ Church, for which I cannot but still retain a peculiar affection. What lovely mansions are these! What is wanting to make the inhabitants of them happy? What without which no rational creature can be happy—the experimental knowledge of God. In the evening, I preached at Finstock to a congregation gathered from many miles round. How gladly could I spend a few weeks in this delightful solitude! But I must not rest yet. As long as God gives me strength to labour, I am to use it

The works of Mr. Thomson

Wed 14 Oct 1772: A book was given me to write on, "The works of Mr. Thomson," of whose poetical abilities I had always had a very low opinion: But, looking into one of his tragedies, "Edward and Eleonora," I was agreeably surprised. The sentiments are just and noble; the diction strong, smooth, and elegant; and the plot conducted with the utmost art, and wrought off in a most surprising manner. It is quite his masterpiece, and I really think might vie with any modern performance of the kind.

Fine Brass

Tues 13 Oct 1761: I preached at Newgate; at Kingswood in the afternoon; and in the evening at North-Common. Here a people are sprung up, as it were, out of the earth; most of them employed in the neighbouring brass-works. We took a view of these the next day; and one thing I learned here, the propriety of that expression, Rev 1:15: "His feet were as fine brass, burning in a furnace." The brightness of this cannot easily be conceived: I have seen nothing like it but clear white lightning.

Poor Mayor of Southampton

Mon 12 Oct 1767: I preached at Bradford; on Tuesday, at Salisbury; on Wednesday, about one, at Romsey; whence I rode to Southampton, and, the wind being so high that I could not well preach abroad, I sent a line to the mayor, requesting leave to preach in the town-hall. In an hour, he sent me word I might, but in an hour more, he retracted. Poor Mayor of Southampton! So I preached in a small room and did not repent my labour.

No more fighting

Sun 11 1767: I preached at eight in Princes Street, and a little before five near the New Square, where, notwithstanding the keenness of the wind, the congregation was exceeding large. I permitted all of Mr. Whitefield’s society that pleased to be present at the love-feast that followed. I hope we shall ‘not know war any more’, unless with the world, the flesh, and the devil.

Athirst for full redemption

Sun 11 Oct 1761: I observed God is reviving his work in Kingswood: The society, which had much decreased, being now increased again to near three hundred members; many of whom are now athirst for full redemption, which for some years they had almost forgot.

The decree of reprobation

Sat 10 Oct 1741: His journey being deferred till Monday, H. Harris came to me at the New Room. He said, as to the decree of reprobation, he renounced and utterly abhorred it. And as to the not falling from grace, (1) he believed that it ought not to be mentioned to the unjustified, or to any that were slack and careless, much less that lived in sin, but only to the earnest and disconsolate mourners; (2) he did himself believe it was possible for one to fall away who had been ‘enlightened’ with some knowledge of God, who had ‘tasted of the heavenly gift’, and been ‘made partaker of the Holy Ghost’, and wished we could all agree to keep close in the controverted points to the very words of Holy Writ; (3) that he accounted no man so justified as not to fall till he was vitally united to Christ, till he had a thorough, abiding hatred to all sin and a continual hunger and thirst after all righteousness. Blessed be thou of the Lord, thou man of peace! Still follow after peace and holiness.

Entire Sanctification

Fri 9 Oct 1778: I returned to London and, Sunday 11, buried the remains of Eleanor Lee. I believe she received the great promise of God, entire sanctification, fifteen or sixteen years ago, and that she never lost it for an hour. I conversed intimately with her ever since, and never saw her do any action, little or great, nor heard her speak any word, which I could reprove. Thou wast indeed ‘a mother in Israel’!

Seeing the Dead

Thur 8 Oct 1778: One of our friends whom I have known several years, Mrs. Sarah M and on whose veracity I could depend, was mentioning some uncommon circumstances. I desired her to relate them at large, which she readily did as follows:
Six or seven years ago a servant of my husband’s died of the smallpox. A few days after, as I was walking into the town, I met him in his common, everyday clothes, running towards me. In about a minute he disappeared.
Mr. Heth, a surgeon and apothecary, died in March 1756. On the 14th of April following, I was walking with two other women in the High Street, about day-break, and we all three saw him, dressed as he usually was, in a scarlet surtout, a bushy wig, and a very small hat. He was standing and leaning against a post, with his chin resting on his hands. As we came towards him (for we were not frighted at all), he walked towards us and went by us. We looked steadily after him and saw him till he turned into the market-house.
Not long after this, Mr. Sm—— died. Ten or twelve days after, as I was walking near his house about eleven o’clock, in a bright, sun-shiny day, I saw him standing at his chamber window and looking full upon me; but it was with the most horrid countenance that I ever saw. As I walked on, I could not keep my eyes off of him, till he withdrew from the window, though I was so terrified with his ghastly look that I was ready to drop down.

Winchester

Wed 7 Oct 1778: We went on to Winchester. I had thoughts of preaching abroad, if haply anything might awaken a careless, self-conceited people. But the rain would not permit, and it made the road so heavy that we could not reach Portsmouth Common till near six.

By grace ye are saved through faith

Tue 6 Oct 1741: I read prayers and preached in Porthkerry church. My text was, ‘By grace ye are saved through faith.’ In the evening at Cardiff I expounded Zechariah 4:7. ‘Who art thou, O great mountain? Before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain. And he shall bring forth the headstone thereof with shoutings, crying, Grace, grace unto it.’ The next morning we set out, and in the evening praised God with our brethren in Bristol.

What must I do to be saved?

Mon 5 Oct 1741: I preached in the morning at Pontypool, to a small but deeply attentive congregation. Mr. Price conducted us from hence to his house at Watford. After resting here an hour, we hastened on and came to Fonmon, where I explained and enforced those words, ‘What must I do to be saved?’ Many seemed quite amazed while I showed them the nature of salvation, and the gospel way of attaining it.

An Unexpected Opportunity

Sun 4 Oct 1741: I had an unexpected opportunity of receiving the Holy Communion. In the afternoon we had a plain, useful sermon on the Pharisee and the publican praying in the temple which I explained at large in the evening to the best-dressed congregation I have ever yet seen in Wales. Two persons came to me afterwards who were (it seemed) convinced of sin and groaning for deliverance.

Pontypool

Sat 3 Oct 1741: About noon we came to Pontypool. A clergyman stopped me in the first street; and a few more found me out soon after, whose love I did not find to be cooled at all by the bitter adversaries who had been among them. True pains had been taken to set them against my brother and me by men who ‘know not what manner of spirit they are of’. But instead of disputing we betook ourselves to prayer. And all our hearts were knit together as at the first.
In the afternoon we came to Abergavenny. Those who are bitter of spirit had been here also. Yet Mrs. James (now Mrs. Whitefield) received us gladly, as she had done aforetime. But we could not procure even two or three to join with us in the evening beside those of her own household.

Fasting and Prayer

We observed Friday, October 2 1778, as a day of fasting and prayer for our King and nation. We met as usual at five, at nine, at one, and in the evening. At each time, I believe, some found that God was with us—but more especially in the concluding service.

A Few Words for Drunkards

Fri. 2 Oct 1741. We rode to Fonmon Castle. We found Mr. Jones’s daughter ill of the smallpox. But he could cheerfully leave her and all the rest in the hands of him in whom he now believed. In the evening I preached at Cardiff in the Shire Hall, a large and convenient place, on ‘God hath given unto us eternal life, and this life is in his Son.’ There having been a feast in the town that day, I believed it needful to add a few words upon intemperance. And while I was saying, ‘As for you, drunkards, you have no part in this life; you abide in death; you choose death and hell,’ a man cried out vehemently, ‘I am one; and thither I am going.’ But I trust God at that hour began to show him and others a more excellent way.

Bath

Thur 1 Oct 1789: I went over to Bath and preached once more to a very large congregation on 1Pet1:14. On Friday we had a solemn watch night at Kingswood, and most of the people stayed to the end. On Sunday I purposed preaching abroad once more in the afternoon; but just before five the rain began; so I could only enforce in the Room those solemn words, in the first Lesson for the day, "Turn ye, turn ye, from your evil ways."