 Section 39 of Journal of the Reverend Francis Asbury, Volume 1. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Brian Keenan. Journal of the Reverend Francis Asbury, Volume 1, Section 39. Saturday, July 1, 1780. My soul pants after God more and more. O, that I were filled with strong, constant, humble, suffering love. I preached at the widow Ellis's on Hebrews 10, 21 through 24. I was fervent, had liberty, and spoke as searchingly as I could to saints and sinners. Here Edward Dromgoole met me, and I appointed James Mallory for Norfolk Circuit, as there have been a few people kept together, notwithstanding the absence of the preachers. Sunday, July 2. I rode to Lindsey's, a rough road, had about seventy people, and spoke on 2 Corinthians 4, 4 through 6. Now I have done in this circuit. The Lord has blessed me in body and soul. Tomorrow I am going to Tar River. Edward Dromgoole is hardy in good old Methodism. We have had great union. I hope he will check the spirit of some of the divisive men. I wrote to R. Ellis, read my select scriptures. God is with us. It may be trials are coming, but no matter. Why should I fear? The Lord liveth, and he is my rock. Monday, 3. Very rainy night, with thunder and lightning. I am grieved to see slavery, and the manner of keeping these poor people. I set out for Tar River after riding about five miles I was told I could not cross Bear Swamp, but by the guidance of a Baptist friend came through that and two very deep creeks. Afterward I left my guide. We had travelled a few miles together and talked in a friendly manner. Road three miles farther and was stopped by what was called Ben's Creek. The bridge was gone, and a man said it was ten feet deep. I then made for Falcom's Bridge on Woodle Fishing Creek, but the low ground was covered, and no bridge to be seen. Lodged at Mr. Falcom's was known and kindly entertained. I labored to make Mrs. Falcom sensible of her danger, and hope not in vain. Prayed evening and morning in the family. Tuesday, 4. I rode by Miller's Crossroads to Great Fishing Creek, a rough way, but got safe along and was comforted in mind. Crossed Great Fishing Creek, stopped at Sandy Creek where I found a kind old man, Brother Howell. Lodged with him and spent my time peaceably. Wednesday, 5. Set out to Green Hills, but with difficulty I got along. But this was not all, for in going the distance of four miles I rode eight, and was tried to purpose. On account of the waters I have ridden about thirty miles out of my way, and am now twenty-six miles from the place of preaching tomorrow. Have been happy till today, but when lost I began to feel like fretting against persons and things. Oh my God, pardon me in this. I was very kindly entertained and blessed with fellowship at Green Hills, but never met with so many difficulties as I have met with in this circuit. I hope for the greater blessings. I am kept by grace and enjoy health in this hot weather, though so far to the south. Have peace of soul, bless the Lord. Thursday, 6. Rowed twenty-six miles, exceeding hot, and my horse suffered greatly. When I came to the place about seventy people were met, singing and praying. I spoke on Hebrews 4, 13 through 16, had not much strength of soul or body. The people appeared inattentive, and their minds full of the present troubles. Friday, 7. A day of fasting till near three o'clock. I was weak, and lodging on the floor was uncomfortable. Saturday, 8. Rode to Cyprus Chapel, had liberty in speaking on 1 John 1, 8, 9, to about one hundred people. Here James O'Kelly met me. He spoke and appeared to be a warm-hearted good man, but he was troubled with the people about these times. At Rosses I spoke on Revelations 22, 10 through 19. I had an opening, and one Lindsay, an exhorter, spoke, an honest zealous man. He has lost his little property by these times. I have ridden near one hundred miles this week, and as severe, constant hot weather as I ever knew. Sunday, 9. Preached at Green Hills to about four hundred souls on 1 Thessalonians 2, 4. The subject was new. The people dead. I had not much liberty. James O'Kelly spoke on Have ye understood all these things? He raised high, and was very affecting, but to little purpose. There are evils here. The meeting not solemn. The women appeared to be full of dress, the men full of news. These people are gospel sliders. I fear some heavy stroke will come on them. James O'Kelly and myself enjoyed and comforted each other. This dear man rose at midnight, and prayed very devoutly for me and himself. He cries, Give me children or I die. But I believe no preaching or preacher will do much good at present. I was condemned for telling humorous anecdotes, and knew not whether it was guilt or fear lest my friends should think I go beyond the bounds of prudent liberty. It is dreadful when a preacher is put to it to vindicate himself. Monday 10 Through heat and for want of retirement I suffer loss. But bless God for health and faith. I made my journey to Roger Jones's. About sixty people. God was with us. The people spoke of the goodness of the Lord. Tuesday 11. Had a heavy night. Rows up, and laid myself down on the floor upon my nightgown. Slept in pain. Rows at four o'clock. Prayed in private and in the family. Then set off at six o'clock. Had hilly roads. And after riding five or six hours came to my appointment. Had very little freedom in speaking to about one hundred people. Here I met with W. Partridge. The Lord keeps me in health. I cast all my care upon him. Wednesday 12. I rode to Cooper's upon Tar River, had about one hundred and twenty people. I was under discouragements before I began, but the Lord helped me. These people have heard Baptists and Presbyterians, but I fear to little purpose. God assisted me to deliver my own soul. I rode to a friend's and had great difficulty on the way. But I am kept from murmuring. While laboring for other souls, my own is blessed. Have felt nothing contrary to love for some days past. Thursday 13. Rode to the chapel. Had an insensible people, full of the spirit of the world. I labored hard to preach on Luke 13, 23 through 25. Then rode to Captain Pope's. I am distressed with the troubles of the times, and here there are great commotions. I went to the preaching-house and poured out my soul to God for some time in the evening. My heart found rest, and felt power to trust God with my life and my all. Oh, why doth my cowardly flesh complain? Friday 14. God was with me. I was comforted with brother-pop, a lame, wise, and pious man. He has built a preaching-house almost himself. Who can tell what a man may do under divine assistance? He makes a few cards, teaches a few children, and says he lives as well as ever he did in his life. I was much comforted at the preaching-house this morning. I suffered much for a want of a place of retirement. I cannot go into the woods. There are so many ticks, chigos, and such insects at this season upon the ground. Retired at six o'clock to the chapel. It has been a Bethel to me. My day of fasting and humiliation has been blessed to my soul. Saturday 15. After spending some time in the chapel alone, I set out to Pascals about six o'clock. I came in before twelve. I spoke very close and plain on Acts 26, 18, to about thirty people, and had but little faith for them. Rowed on to be heart-fields about twenty miles, much fatigued with the badness of the road. Sunday 16. I rose unwell and somewhat dejected. Lord, keep me from the power of wicked men, devils, and sin. Sometimes I think, will that infinite being we call God, who commands kingdoms, continents, and worlds, take care of such a worm as I? Then I consider, he is infinite, and cannot be hurried so as to forget any person. He can keep me as securely as if there were none but myself in the world. Lord, give me faith to trust in thee every moment, even in my greatest dangers. I spoke on 2 Thessalonians 1, 6 through 9. I had great light, but the people seemed hardened. I fear judgment will overtake them before they will be awakened. I never felt more engaged, and hardly a person moved. I read my select scriptures, and had my soul much taken up with God. The few people in society seemed tender at brother heart-fields. Monday 17. I set out about five o'clock, and rode to Crawford's upon Noose River, about twenty miles alone. Was tried at times, but had some sense of God. Was not so free from my temptations, but kept from sinning or yielding in heart. There were many people. I spoke with liberty on 1 Peter 4, 18. There was a melting among the people, but they are rich, and are not cured of the love of money. Tuesday 18. Road to Kimberow's, sixteen miles, crossed Noose River. Many Baptists to hear. They were serious, and I spoke feelingly, and aimed at their hearts, from Romans 8, 24 through 26. I met Brother Poithrus much cast down. The people are lifeless in religion. But, bless the Lord, I have had a good entrance, and a comfortable sense of the divine presence. After dinner, I was alone in the woods an hour, had sweet meltings, came back and wrote these lines for future consolation. Wednesday 19. I rode to Abraham Hills, and had great liberty in speaking from Hebrews 4, 10, etc., then Brother Poithrus spoke, and we had a refreshing shower according to prayer. We afterward spent some time in reading, out of what I had written and abridged, upon the art of speaking and preaching. I find the spirit of separation on account of the ordinances is very high among preachers and people. But I hope it will be checked. Thursday 20. Road 12 miles to Tignal Joneses. Hilly, rocky roads. About 80 people to hear. While I was speaking, General Hougain came in, and heard part of my sermon. He is a polite, well-behaved, conversable gentleman. We dined together. After dinner, I set out on my journey. We came to a desperate creek called Northeast, in Chatham County, where the bridge was carried away by the freshener. We had to go through among rocks, holes, and logs. I was affrighted. Yea, it was wonderful that the carriage did not overset. Brother Poithrus said the horse was down twice, and covered all but his head. However, the water kept up the carriage, and we came safe through all our difficulties to Brother Merritt's. Hitherto the Lord hath helped. Body, soul, horse, and carriage. There is a province attending animate and inanimate creation. Here I met Brother Allen, a promising young man, but a little of a dissenter. Saturday 22. We set out for crumps over rocks, hills, creeks, and pathless woods, and low land, and myself in the carriage. The young man with me was heartless before we had traveled a mile. But when he saw how I could bush it, and sometimes force my way through a thicket, and make the young saplings bend before me, and twist and turn out of the way, or path, for there was no proper road, he took courage. With great difficulty we came in about two o'clock, after traveling eight or nine hours, the people looking almost as wild as the deer in the woods. I preached on Titus 2, 10-12, Sunday 23. We passed Haw River, wide but shallow, bad going down and coming up. They took the carriage over by hand. Then we had to travel the pathless woods and rocks again. After much trouble and fear and ejection, we came to Taylor's preaching house, where they were pressing horses as we expected. But I came off safe and spoke on 2 Peter 1, 5-12. I had some liberty, but the people's minds were in confusion. Poor souls, well they might, when there were such works carried on. The time to favor this people I fear is past, and they seem hardened, and no preaching affects them, at least not mine. They are exceedingly ignorant with all. There are a few serious people, but much distressed one way or another. I have traveled thirty miles, and could not avoid traveling on Sunday, for I had not where to stay. Rowe to Brother Beck's, and was much fatigued. Found Brother Beck sick. He has a gracious wife. Monday 24. Cool like the fall. I am kept in peace. Rowe's with a sense of God's presence. Have only time to pray and write my journal. Always upon the wing, as the rides are so long, and bad roads. It takes me many hours, as in general I walk my horse. I crossed Rocky River about ten miles from Hall River. It was rocky, sure enough. It is in Chatham County, North Carolina. I can see little else but cabins in these parts, built with poles, and such a country as no man ever saw for a carriage. I narrowly escaped being overset. Was much affrighted, but providence keeps me, and I trust will. I crossed Deep River in a flat boat, and the poor ferryman's sinner swore because I had not a silver shilling to give him. I rode to Friend Hinton's, borrowed a saddle, and rode near six miles to get three, as we were lost. When we came to the place there were about sixty people. I was at some loss whom to preach to, saints or sinners, but found sinners as unfeeling as those who were out of the reach of mercy. I spoke on 1 Peter 5, 9 through 12. I was glad to get away, for some were drunk, and had their guns in meeting. I expect to see some of these people again, and believe they will be humbled in time, but I fear not by the gospel, which they have slighted, but by judgments. We came back and found a serious family, was blessed in a family meeting. The Lord filled our hearts with His love. I had a fever in the night, rose refreshed in the morning. Tuesday, 25, was engaged in private and family prayer for divine protection. For I dwell as among briars, thorns, and scorpions. The people are poor and cruel one to another. Some families are ready to starve for want of bread, while others have corn and rye distilled into poisonous whiskey, and a Baptist preacher has been guilty of the same. But it is no wonder that those who have no compassion for the non-elect souls of people should have none for their bodies. These people have had some religion, but if any seeeth his brother need, and shutteth up his bowels of compassion, so as neither to give nor sell, how dwelleth the love of God in that man. These are poor Christians. We left our worthy friend Hinton's, a kind family, who parted with us in tears. I hope to see this place again. I have seen it many times, with a change for the better. We forded Deep River, rode to Whites, within ten miles of the camp, into a settlement of people from Pennsylvania. Some were Quakers. I preached at Whites to about twenty people. Was very unwell by a disorder in my bowels. Then rode sixteen miles to our cannons. It was rainy, and we rode two miles in the dark through the woods. But came safe about ten o'clock, fatigued, and under a temptation to stop. But reading Paul to Timothy, where he says, I charge thee before God, et cetera, I resolved to go on. And though but little time and opportunity for retirement, not any for reading or gaining knowledge, yet saving souls is better. But people are so distracted with the times, they are afraid to leave their houses, or ride their horses. I acknowledge the providence and immediate hand of God in my journey. Though it be not of general benefit, I shall gain a general knowledge of the preachers and people, and strengthen our union. Wednesday, twenty-six. I preached at Harris's to about one hundred people with some opening. It was well I did not give way and rest today. Thursday, twenty-seven. Rose in some consolation, and read a few chapters in the testament. I acknowledge the goodness of God in preserving my health, life, and horse from these people. They are very vile, and if there is any mischief done, it is laid to the soldiers. People rob, steal, and murder one another with impunity. Rode twelve miles to Wests, about one hundred people, some faithful Baptists. I spoke with Thomas Brown, a preacher, who, with twelve more, is separated from the separate Baptists on account of their slackness in discipline. I had fellowship with the man. We spent some time together. I told him the danger of being alone, and advised them to meet in a class, one with another. My trials are great, riding twenty miles a day or more. Rocky roads, poor entertainment, uncomfortable lodging, little rest night or day. But thanks be to God, he keeps me. The more I do and suffer, the greater the crown. Friday, twenty-eight. Rode twelve miles to the chapel, and preached to one hundred people on 1 Peter 4, eighteen, with some life. But the people were unfeeling. I had an exceeding rough road, through woods, over rocks, through creeks, etc. I expect fewer trials every day, and frequently find more. I will therefore expect greater. I rode seven miles to Mr. Trices, was kindly entertained, had the pleasure of seeing and conversing with Brother Bailey from Ireland, a good and sensible man. I slept well, and am better. I praise God for health. Saturday, twenty-nine. Road to Rhodes's, and preached to about two hundred people on Titus 3, two through eight. I had some light. Brother Bailey and Alan spoke. I hope it will revive the work. I then went on to Alston's. Sunday, thirty. Preached at Noose Preaching-House, to about four hundred people, had not much liberty. These people have had an abundance of preaching from the Baptist and Methodists, till they are hardened. I am kept in peace, power, and love to God, and from every moral evil. In the evening a heavy rain came on. I lodged at Mr. Alan's. There are many trials in my way, but the Lord hath brought me on. To him be all glory now and ever. I have lately passed through Cumberland, Chatham, Orange, and Wake counties in North Carolina. Brother Bailey has agreed to give up all business and travel with me, and go to labor in the North. B. Alan and E. Bailey spoke at Noose after me. I hope some good was done, and the work will revive. The people in these parts have been hurt with Calvinism. Our first preachers moved their passions, and they hastily and improperly joined. And afterward they dropped off from society, and there was a great falling away. The ordinance places seem very barren. Monday, thirty-one. A very rainy day. I rested at Mr. Alan's, read in the New Testament, and prayed in the family four times. Tuesday, August one, seventeen eighty. We were discouraged by the rivers, but set out late to Clennies, crossed Eno with difficulty. The water ran over the footboard of my carriage. After that I rode a stony, hilly way, about twelve miles, came in by the time Edward Bailey had preached an alarming sermon on Seek the Lord while he may be found. Then I preached from Hebrews two, one through three. Afterward Beverly Allen spoke, and prayed mightily. This is a settlement of Irish Pennsylvanians. Through all my troubles I am kept in peace, faith, and love. We were blessed in family prayer, speaking to them, and praying for them. I am this day to go towards Hillsborough with reluctance, but at God's command I go, and from no other motive. I feel no temper or desire but to do the will of God. Wednesday, two. Road seven miles to Hillsborough, and preached in the house of Mr. Courtney, a tavern, to about two hundred people, on Hosea ten twelve. It is time to seek the Lord. They were decent, and behaved well. I was much animated, and spoke loud and long. Before I set off this morning I felt dejected, but on the way it vanished. I felt faith to believe we should have a peaceable, profitable meeting, and trust it was so. They had had a warning. Edward Bailey and Brother Allen gave exhortations. I came back to hold a watch-night without eating or drinking, though importuned to take refreshment. Hitherto the Lord has helped me through continual fatigue and rough roads. Little rest for man or horse, but souls are perishing, time is flying, and eternity comes nearer every hour. Thursday, three. We set off for Pizzolvania, and traveled twenty-five miles to John Lees, came in about eight o'clock. God is at work, and I hope I shall be blessed here more than in the three circuits past. I felt a solemn, melting sense of God upon my heart in family prayer. I had a sensible feeling for my northern friends, when I heard of the fighting in the jerseys. I fear they will be distressed. I am kept in peace. Friday, four. I was never more devoted to God. It makes me think I am in my duty. I was tempted and tried in Delaware to prepare me for, and drive me to, this work, and believe if I had not started I should have suffered great loss in my soul. I admire the hand of God in disposing of me, and wonder and own his providence. Saturday, five. Our quarterly meeting began at Henleys' preaching-house. I preached on Colossians 1, 27 through 29. Then Brother Bailey, Ivy, and Morris spoke. There was some reviving among the people. We lodged at John Lees. My mind was much drawn out. We retired to an old log-shop, and prayed frequently, and found our hearts sweetly united together. Sunday, six. We had a great meeting, Love Feast at 10. Very warm weather. A log-house covered with long shingles, the sun beating through. At one o'clock preaching began, I spoke on Ephesians 3, 16 through 18, to about five hundred people. Was blessed, and the word went with power. Some were moved, some hardened, yet I hope good was done, and the work will revive. End of Section 39, Recording by Brian Kenan. Section 40 of Journal of the Reverend Francis Asbury, Volume 1. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Brian Kenan. Journal of the Reverend Francis Asbury, Volume 1. Section 40. Monday, 7. Exceeding hot weather, I rose with a comfortable sense of the divine presence on my heart. We prayed alone in the woods. I pleaded in private. Great labors are before me. The Lord keeps me. At 10 I preached in Lees Chapel in Cuswell County, to about 60 people, on Matthew 7, 21. Not everyone that saith Lord, Lord, etc. I possessed clearness of ideas, liberty of speech, and the people serious. The preachers are under great difficulties here for want of places of study. Most places but one room. Or if a chamber, they cannot live there, it is so hot. I found the people much united to me, and appeared to think too highly of me. Lord, keep me from pride, and all high thoughts of myself. But daily traveling and other labors will humble me. There is a good work of God here. But some of the Baptists rage because we have what they lost. But while we keep close to God, and preach the power of religion, they can do us no harm. True. Tuesday 8. I rode to Baxter's 16 miles. About 80 people, many came that never attended at other times. My text was 1st John 1, 8, 9. I had great liberty, but was tried in getting there. We crossed the line creek. After preaching rode six miles, but was an hour too late. About eight o'clock came to a cabin, an earthen floor, and damp bed. I was very weary, and had a pain in my head. But the people were kind. I knew not how to lie down. Edward Bailey lay down, and slept well. Wednesday 9. I rode 16 miles to White's, came in about three o'clock, no preaching appointed. I had time to write, and planned for another trip through Carolina. I have had little time or place for prayer till I came here. The roads are so bad, I have my carriage to refit almost every week. This is Caswell County. The poor people have been much put to it the year past for bread. The present year they have exceeding fine-growing corn. Lord, remember the poor. Thursday 10. I rode for the State of Virginia. We were lost, stopped at Dickinson's, and took dinner. Then rode on to Sylvester Adams's, several creeks to cross, and bad roads to travel. Edward Bailey led my horse down a steep hill, and the carriage overset. The horse struggled, but kept his feet. One shaft broke, which we strapped up, and rode on near thirty miles. We found the Rawlins's there. Abraham is incurable. I have a mind to try Isaac again, having a hope that he is humbled. Lord, direct me what to do in this matter. I made proposals to him, but he rejected them. I fear he is also incurable, being too lazy to ride a circuit. Saturday 12. I went down Dan River two miles, and preached to about eighty people on James 4, 8-11. Edward Bailey spoke very zealously after me. It is very hot, myself weak and distressed. Have no place for retirement but the woods, and the heat dispirits me. There is a great difference between this and the northern part of the continent. I am kept in faith, and seek the glory of God. Sunday 13. I rode to Watson's preaching-house, a round, long building after the plan of this part of the country. There were about five hundred people. I spoke on the parable of the sower, a lengthy discourse. Edward Bailey preached much to the purpose about Christian discipline and fellowship, from those words, where two or three are gathered together in my name, etc. There was a moving. Monday 14. I brought Isaac Rawlins to some acknowledgement, and appointed him to ride Pizzolvania, New Hope, and Tar River till conference. His greatest admirers saw his obscenity, and would have disowned him if he had not submitted, for they began to tire with his lounging about. I hope this will be a warning to him, and will make him take more care, and submit to order. I preached at Colonel Wilson's to about two hundred people. I spoke on Hebrews 12, 1-4. Tuesday 15. I rode thirty miles to Mr. Martin's. The roads and creeks are rendered bad for traveling by the late freshers. Wednesday 16. I preached at Dalby's store to about three hundred people, some gay ones. I spoke on 1 John 2, 13-17. The people were attentive. Edward Bailey thundered away on, Is there not a cause? I have been very unwell, and traveling down Dan River and among the creeks, I am in danger of the fever and achew. We were obliged to swim the horses over Birches Creek, and bring the carriage over the shattered bridge. Thursday 17. I stopped at friend Baker's, being very unwell. Brother Bailey went to a chapel ten miles from this. I want to write, and to recover its strength, or I shall run myself down. I am kept in peace, humility, and watchfulness. I have been unwell for this week past. This has made it an additional burden to travel, and the sun is so violent, that it appears to me I could not stand it, were it not for the top carriage. I thought it would be well for me to have a person with me always, and I think Cromwell is the man. If I should preach a systematical dry sermon, he would pay the sinners off. I was kept in peace, my body some little recruited. I rested comfortable, retired often to prayer, that God would go with me to the next circuit. I suppose, upon a calculation, I have ridden better than a thousand miles since February last, when I was at quarterly meeting at the seaside in Delaware. Friday 18. Felt unwell, something like an ague. This being an unhealthy spot amongst the rivers. I rode twelve miles to Boyd's Church, about sixty people. They had but little notice. I asked the people if they chose to have the service read. They did, and I read as far as the first lesson, not having time to read all. Then spoke on 2 Chronicles 7.14, in great plainness. The people did not feel. I prevailed on our preachers to use that church once a fortnight. Saturday 19. I am unwell in body, but my mind is happy. This is a comfortable house to be at, Mr. Griffin's. I shall have half a day's rest. I preached on Acts 13.16, about eighty people, very wild and unfeeling. I rode to Brother Parrish's ten miles, crossed Shoko Creek at the fish-trap, a very bad ford, occasioned by the late freshet that rose near forty feet. Sunday 20. I could not read, write, think, or converse much. At twelve o'clock I preached to about five hundred souls, an unawakened people, but the Lord assisted me greatly, from Luke 3, 23 through 25. Some solemnity and quickening. Brother Bailey exhorted. I cannot get clear of a cold and a slow fever. I praise God for cooler weather. It is what I have prayed for, and God has sent it. For the heat is one cause of my being unwell. Monday 21. We rode to Carter's five miles. I was unwell, and Edward Bailey preached on We Preach Not Ourselves. We rode on, and crossed Dan and Stanton Rivers at Sir Peyton's Ferry. There is a short canal cut from one river to the other. I rode through the woods to our friend Crowden's, about ten miles from Carter's. Came in about sunset. Tuesday 22. I am some little better in health. My spirit is refreshed at kind entertainment and a loving family, old methodists of a right spirit. I hear the work revives in this circuit, lest the Lord. I shall have better entertainment and better roads, but above all better people. I thankfully acknowledge the goodness of God in all my travels. May He, who alone is able to keep my soul and body, be ever with me. I preached at Dr. Crowden's to about three hundred people on Titus 3, 2. Had liberty and life, though unwell. After preaching set out on the way, about thirteen miles came in about eight o'clock. The people seemed not greatly pleased to see us. I slept some little, rose early for the quarterly meeting at Colonel Bedford's. Rowed about ten miles to breakfast. Met Henry Willis and Moses Parks, rather stiff for ordinances. I spoke on Habakkuk 3, 2. Spoke freely to them. I was a little grieved. Brother Parks preached a sermon on the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, etc. He was much out of his harness. I thought they were but children, that I ought to bear with and take care of them. I retired into the barn, prayed, and felt the Lord near. Next day at nine o'clock loved feast. We had much prayer, some singing and speaking. At last Brother Parks prayed, and some of the honest-hearted people broke out into a shout. At twelve o'clock I preached under an arbor near the church, to about three hundred people, on John 3, 17, 18. Was assisted at first, but was not close or clear in the application. Thomas Morris gave a good exhortation. Edward Bailey spoke very fervently. God blessed him. His greatest gift is exhortation. So all ended in peace. This day there came an account that the Southern Army was defeated, and all taken to a man, except General Gates, which cannot be all true. I am kept in resignation and faith. And praying that God may bless my labors, and bring peace and union among the Methodists in Virginia. I received comforting letters from Mr. White and Mr. Goff. All these comfort me in the house of my pilgrimage. Mr. White informs me of Thomas Haskins, a young man that was convinced, who has a good education, has been reading the law three years. Now he must read and preach the gospel. Friday, twenty-five. I rode to Page Man's, sixteen miles, was much assisted in speaking on Hebrews 4, 11 through 13, to about three hundred people, who appeared serious and somewhat moved. Saturday, twenty-six. Road to Robinson's, a smith, who braced up my carriage. We rode on to Little Falling River, and then to the new store, where was a company stationed. The captain wanted our certificates. Bailey disputed with him. I showed him mine. We rode on to Great Falling River. I stopped at one Vincent Glasses. The man was kind, our entertainment plain. I did not sleep well. We talked with our host. He had catched some notions from the Baptists and Presbyterians. Though he was going another way, he changed his purpose and came with us. We rode twelve miles over hills and creeks, and through woods. About eleven o'clock I spoke on Isaiah thirty-five, six, seven, to about five hundred people, wild enough. This is a running life. The devil roars, and men threaten, but God is with us. I labored to come at the consciences of the people, but could not. I keep my health to a wonder, but I want time for retirement. We had near thirty miles from Pageman's to Staples's. I can hardly get time and place to note down anything. I spent some time at the quarter meeting in the barn, alone. Oh, how good did that feel! Monday, twenty-eight. Rowed sixteen miles to fours, about one hundred people. Some serious souls. Spoke to the society, about thirty members. Tuesday, twenty-nine. Rode to friend Martin's, came in about ten o'clock, preached from Second Corinthians four, one through four, to about five hundred hearers. Some Baptists, some Methodists, some Old Churchmen, some independent people, who have joined with one Mr. R. T. S. to be independent Presbyterians. I see very little religion among the people in these parts. Some professors came to see what was going on. Wednesday, thirty. Rode thirty miles to Billups's barn. About one hundred and thirty people, rich and unfeeling. I could not get in till two o'clock. Spoke freely from Hebrews ten, twelve through sixteen. I lodged at Colonel Billups's. Thursday, thirty-one. Rode to Tucker's, spoke on Peter four, eighteen, had great light. Met brother Parks, found him more teachable. We have hot weather. Friday, September one, seventeen eighty. A day of fasting. I was kindly entertained by the people who refitted our clothing. Rode to Brown's, eighteen miles, came in about ten o'clock. Spoke on First Peter five, six through ten, with some freedom, though very unwell by fasting and riding. Saturday, two. Rode fourteen miles to my old friend John's, spoke from First Peter three, seventeen, eighteen, to about one hundred people, felt life, some of the people were moved. Then met society, some of them felt and spoke of the goodness of God, and were put in mind of old times and old preaching. Brother Johnson is a solid true Methodist. He laments the falling away that I told him of. I am a true prophet of evil tidings, as it suits my cast of mind. Sunday three. This day, nine years past, I sailed from Bristol, old England. Ah, what troubles have I passed through? What sickness? What temptations? But I think, though I am grown more aged, I have a better constitution, and more gifts. And I think much more grace. I can bear disappointments and contradiction with greater ease. Trials are before me, very great ones, but God hath helped me hitherto. I can with greater confidence trust him. And indeed, what have any of us to trust in for futurity, except the living God? Virginia. Monday, September four, seventeen eighty. This being a day of rest affords me an opportunity of reading and writing. I enjoy a serene mind. Tuesday five. I rode to Eastland's preaching house, where I spoke to about one hundred people. Some few warm hearts, I thought, among many more cold. I spoke on Hebrews thirteen and six, and had much liberty. At night met the people at B. Clark's, and exhorted them closely to relative duties. A poor sinner who was drunk had prepared a bottle of spirits for the disturbance of the congregation. His horse threw him, and the fall had nearly killed him. I had had foreboding of mischief. Wednesday six. At Morgan's, to about one hundred people, I spoke in great plainness of speech on II Corinthians four, two, three. Preaching has not been accompanied with success here. The audience were, however, generally attentive. I met with F. H. He is gone from the Methodists. I dealt very plainly with him. He was, in his way, very affectionate to me. But what is that to me? Thursday seven. At Malone's spoke to about one hundred souls on Matthew twenty-four, twelve, thirteen. We had a love-feast, some speaking. After meeting we had some friendly contention with A, Y, and W about the ordinances. So far as this was a loss of precious time, so far Satan prevailed, and I am sorry. Friday eight. My mind is calm. I have had close communion with God. My hours of retirement have been kept. When I can get a barn or a preaching-house, I am happy. Though I have talked much, I have kept my temper. I feel nothing but love, and no contradiction I meet with makes me angry. I have a natural affection for my own countrymen. Yet I can hear them called cruel people, and calmly listen to threatenings of slaughter against them. Were a people spreading desolation with fire and sword in England, I, as an inhabitant, whether the invaders were right or wrong, would probably feel as the Americans now do, and use the same harsh expressions. Thus I reason, and cannot therefore condemn. But the grace of God is sufficient to set us all above the world, and all things here. Saturday nine. Road to Edward Peagrams, about seventy people there. I was under great ejection, and spoke with very little life on Hebrews thirteen, six. Sunday ten. At Bushel's chapel I spoke to about four hundred people on the parable of the sower. And although my fever came on before I began, I was greatly assisted. I spoke long, and was ready to weep over them. After the meeting I rode seventeen miles, and came to Captain Smith's. I have traveled since Friday morning about sixty miles. I went to bed, and had a strong fever on me all night. It was an intermittent. Monday very weak, but happy. Received letters from Jesse Hollingsworth, from White, and from Pettichord. There is a great work of God in Delaware. But a draught, and very awful distresses in the land. I mourn with them, and I rejoice with them. Monday eleven. Though unwell, I spoke on Hebrews three, twelve through fourteen. I first stood up and prayed, but was obliged, through illness, to commit my labours to Edward Bailey, who spoke afterward. Resuming my station, I preached with liberty. Tuesday twelve. I visited my friends. These kind people have made me a dress of Virginia cloth, which I much needed, as my dress approached to raggedness. I saw L. Cole, a serious good man, under a strong bias to ordinances, because he opened his book on They Shall Not Profit My People. With this he was affected. I saw Brother D. E., Brother M. S., all-loving, and showed me more respect than is due to me. Wednesday thirteen. A little better in health. Have read the first volume of Kessler's travels through Switzerland. I am much unfitted for business by this tertian. Prayer, both in public and in private, has not been neglected. Thursday fourteen. Road to Mr. Jarrett's, and was kindly received. I am very unwell. Friday fifteen. Preached with freedom at the barn, on Romans thirteen, eleven. Saturday sixteen. Road to Mr. Wesley, at the desire of the Virginia conference, who had consented to suspend the administration of the ordinances for one year. Footnote. The answer to this letter was made through Dr. Koch, Richard Watcote, and Thomas Vasey in seventeen eighty-four, who all came to America properly ordained. And here I will take occasion to correct a mistake into which Dr. Whitehead has fallen in his life of Mr. Wesley. It is in that work stated that had Mr. Wesley obtained the consent of the American preachers and people, he might have sent ministers regularly ordained to the society and that part of the world. The truth is that the American Methodists, both ministers and people, wished to have such ministers among them, that they might partake, like other Christian societies, of the ordinances of the Church of God. And when ministers did thus come, they received them generally and joyfully. I will further presume that Mr. Wesley received few letters from America in which that subject was not pressed upon him. End of footnote. I want to be more devoted. I had liberty in speaking. God was with us. I am but feeble in body, and not so fervent in spirit as I desired to be. Sunday, seventeen. I had some close talk with Mr. Jared. He seems willing to help what he can, and to come to the conference. My health is much restored. Road to White's Chapel. A miserable place it is. Unfinished and one part lying open to the sun. A company of young men diverted themselves under the trees, laughing and mocking, while I discoursed with great plainness to about five hundred people on Hebrews 4, 2, 3. I was determined, if possible, they should hear. Rowed on about twelve miles to Louis Featherstone's, a good man. Monday, eighteen. Peace. I preached on Psalm 1, with some liberty, to a few faithful souls. Tuesday, nineteen. Road to Green's, sixteen miles. What with opposers, the bad times, and a worse devil, there has been a great falling away here. I spoke on Galatians 5, sixteen, seventeen, and was close and home, and forcing the power of religion to my hearers, among whom were some people warm for the new way. Wednesday, twenty. I came to Richard Walters's, sixteen miles. Spoke on Galatians 1, twenty-six through twenty-eight. Had light, and spoke long. Brother Bailey also spoke. Brother James Foster, a feeling good soul, worn out in the Lord's work, met me here. I felt much love and tenderness for him. He concluded by prayer. My manner is to pray in the morning for the prosperity of the work in every circuit, in the afternoon for all the traveling preachers, for our union, and the spirituality of each. I am greatly blessed in my soul by day and by night. Thursday, twenty-one. Traveled over rough roads, sixteen miles, to Foster's. I spoke on 2 Peter 3, sixteen, seventeen. I preached with some life. The people are kind, and appear loving, but there is a great falling away. The devil has not been idle, and opposers have preached to them water, more than holiness, and have thus brought confusion among the Methodists. End of Section 40, Recording by Brian Keenan Section 41 of the Journal of the Reverend Francis Asbury This is LibriVox Recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org Recorded by David Baer Journal of the Reverend Francis Asbury Volume 1 Section 41 September 1780 Friday the 22nd I am weak, and not able to fast altogether. I eat sparingly. Road twenty-seven miles and came to a good house yesterday. It was very warm for the season. I feel the weight of the work, the greatness of my charge, and resolve to be more given up to God than ever. From brother Foster's conversation, I am led to hope that our breaches will be healed. Saturday the 23rd I spoke at Hayes to about five hundred people. They were gay and careless. I spoke with fervency, but they were unmoved. We rode on to John Finney's, a serious man, and a preacher. Sunday the 24th I spoke long and in much plainness on the latter part of the eighth chapter of Mark to about seven hundred people. Some of the gay sort among them and hope that there was good done, I have enjoyed great fellowship with brother Foster. He was once for the new. He is now for the good old way. Monday the 25th Road to Stony Hill preaching house spoke to about fifty serious feeling people. Trials and blessings accompanied me. After dinner retired to Benjamin Tucker's. I was much blessed in private, while pleading for wisdom to go before the people, and for a spirit of supplication in my accustomed morning and evening prayers for all the preachers and circuits in America. I began at the north and go to the south in order. He that faithfully cares for others others will care for him. Above all the Lord who is not unrighteous to forget the work of faith and labor of love we show towards the saints. He will care for him. Wednesday the 27th Road to George Pengram's Preach to about 18 great and small on 2 Peter chapter 3 verses 17 and 18. I wrote on to Mr. Yearberry's. He lives well, is kind and decent in behavior, delivered a family lecture. Road ten miles to Petersburg. A heavy rain induced us to put off preaching until two o'clock. Spoke on revelations 3 verse 10. Was let out upon the whole blessed. There were some old friends from the country present. Thursday the 28th Road twelve miles to Mr. Patrick's. Some soldiers and officers came to hear the word. Road on twelve miles to Baker's and was kindly received. Brother Davis went with me. I spoke on 1 John chapter 1 verses 8 and 9. Had some liberty. I sometimes feel gloomy. Trying circumstances prevent me from making an exertion. Yet if I would try to force myself on such occasions it might be well. Friday the 29th. I have a sense of God upon my heart. Although little rest and much tempted, I was greatly let out in preaching at Baker's. Both parents and children wept in silent tears while I spoke on Genesis 18 verse 19. Road that evening to Mannequin town. Where a night watch was held by brothers Finney, Bailey and Foster. I spoke with our brethren upon a firm and lasting union. It was opposed and with tears. Tears and feelings will not induce me to give up my charge. It began to be a doubt with me whether I should leave Virginia until conference. I sent certain proposals by brother Finney to the preachers at their quarterly meetings. Sunday October 1st. I preached at Mannequin town to about 500 people. I was let out and spoke plainly. Monday the 2nd. Road to Maxi's twelve miles. Preached from Luke chapter 8 verses 23 through 25 and had some liberty. Tuesday the 3rd. Road 20 miles across the James River and lodged at Tucker Woodson's. I spoke and prayed with an old Presbyterian who was once pleased with our preachers. Wednesday the 4th. We had not ridden far before it began to rain again. Edward Bailey was so unwell I feared for him and stopped at a tavern. It was Dukes in Goochland about 12 miles from our last stage. Here my companion was confined to his bed. I dried our clothes and talked with the woman of the house who had been under conviction by hearing our preachers in Carolina. But now unhappily in a way of life unfriendly to religion. We brought them to prayer. Forced prayer. Thursday the 5th. Set off without any breakfast. Passed onward to Lindsay's Tavern inquiring the way to the broken backed church. We could not get any positive directions until we came within eight miles of it and found it to be on this side of the fork of the James River, about 20 miles distant from Dukes. We met about 60 people after riding nearly as many miles. I spoke on Genesis 18 verse 19, very little moving, oh how different it was from the effect produced Tuesday last when discoursing on the same text. We crossed the North River in a canoe and the carriage was brought in over on the same way. We were kindly received at Roger Thompson's and here it was the broken backed conference was held in which the subject of ordinance was brought into consideration. I have been much tried in this journey by lodging people and weather. Oh that I could bear all things. My companion is sick and much dispirited and I myself am very unwell. I expect some of this circuit to be very inaccessible. Oh why should I take all of this labor in vain if it yet be in vain. My work and my reward are with the Lord. Every morning and evening I pray for all the preachers and circuits. And as I am so let out to pray for them I hope they will all be united once more as they have been. Friday the 6th. We went forwards. The Fork Church seven miles distant. Brother Bailey was taken sick upon the road. I left him about two miles below the church, went on and preached on Romans chapter 8. Returning to Brother Bailey I found him very ill with fever. He rode twelve miles in the carriage to Brother Hopkins in Amherst. Riding on horseback fatigued me. Sunday the 8th. Rode thirteen miles to Sugarloaf Mountains. Edward Bailey after riding a few miles was taken with a sickened fit and very ill. I left him in the carriage and proceeded on. About five hundred people had assembled to whom I spoke on 2 Corinthians chapter 4, verses 2 through 4. Returning after preaching to Brother Bailey I found him with all the symptoms of a severe bilious attack and like a dead man in appearance. He passed the night in great distress. Prayer was made for him. Through mercy his fit went off. I took Brother Bailey to help me. His affliction has given me much trouble. Greatly distressed for him I have been. I am much consoled in being able to leave him with Dr. Hopkins, who is a kind, skillful, sensible man. Monday the 9th. Set out alone for mumpins. After riding about twenty-five miles night overtook me at Wallace's Mill. It was some time before I could find my way, which I discovered to be under the trunkhead race of the mill. Here, the top of the carriage being too high set fast. I took the horse out and with much trouble came clear without breakage of any kind. The people of the house were Presbyterian. They gave me lodging. I prayed night and morning with them. Tuesday the 10th. Road over the mountains ten miles came to the new preaching house. Spoke on 2 Corinthians, chapter 5, verses 17 through 19, was much blessed. Here I saw Robert Wogden, a soldier, and James Signal, Englishman, captured with the Burgoyne. The first I saw in New York seven years ago. Since then he fell and was restored at the barracks in Albemarle when a prisoner. I spent the night with them comfortably. Two soldiers in the neighborhood have occasion scandal among the Baptists. Soldiers, I think, should be in a society with one another. And exhort and preach amongst themselves. Wednesday the 11th. I rode to Fretwells, 20 miles. Was troubled in getting the carriage into the flat at the riverside. I spoke to about forty people on Acts, chapter 8, verse 26. I rode to Mr. Grimes, a comfortable house, arriving about eight o'clock. I was blessed and consoled for all my toils. Thursday the 12th. I have peace and love, although unwell. I intend to spend this day in retirement. I preached at Mr. Grimes at twelve o'clock to about thirty people, white and black, on 2 Peter, chapter 3, verses 17 and 18. I had great liberty and clear ideas. Though employed thus, I have had little time for retirement and writing. I am happy, but I see the great need of doing, being, and suffering what I preach to others. I have traveled so much that it seems like confinement to rest one day. I hope I shall travel as long as I live. Traveling is my health, life, and all for soul and body. I am not well, but I am kept upright in heart, and am much concerned for a union with the preachers. I am alternately in hope and despair about it. Friday the 13th. I rode to Bohennans, passing the Rapid Dan River. About two o'clock I arrived after some difficulties, and found Henry Fry preaching to about eighty people. I spoke after him, on Luke, chapter 8, verses 23 through 25, was fervent. But the people thought I must speak like thunder to be a great preacher. I shall not throw myself into an unnatural heat or overstrained exertions. I rode home about ten miles with Brother Fry. He is a serious man. My carriage broke, and his overseer mended it very well. Meantime I rested, and read at times the valley of lilies of a compass. It is much in the same style as his pattern or imitation. I wonder Mr. Wesley has never abridged this work. Sunday the 15th. I rode to Roberts, under the mountains, about ten miles. Spoke to about five hundred people. I was zealous, but the people languid. A certain kind of preaching, of which these people have lately heard much, leaves the most stupid souls to my mind that I find anywhere. I have been much tempted, but I am stirred up to pray much. So I make necessity of calamity. I remember all the preachers and societies twice a day. We had to ride back to Henry Fry's in the rain. Monday the 16th. I have peace. Rows at five o'clock, spent nearly an hour in retirement. Had all the circuits and preachers on my mind. I was led to plead with God for a union. I have peace with and love to all mankind. I rode twenty miles yesterday. Brother McClure came in from the north, and on his way to see his parents in the west. I preached at Henry Fry's on Galatians, chapter five, verses sixteen through eighteen, had life, in speaking. Spent some time with the family. Tuesday the 17th. Rowed ten miles. Preached at Stockdale's to about thirty people. Rowed on fifteen miles. Put in at Raglan's. A Baptist spoke to the family. Next morning, rode eighteen miles to the broken-backed church. I got in a little after twelve o'clock. Preached on Zephaniah, chapter one, verse twelve. Here I received the melancholy tidings of the death of my companion and friend, Edward Bailey. It was very distressing to me. Riding together so long had created a great sympathy between us. He died on Tuesday last, about five o'clock, in full confidence he spoke to the last, and bore a testimony to the goodness of God. He would sometimes get on his knees in the bed, weak as he was, and pray. It troubles me to reflect that he was neglected so long. Yet it was unavoidable. The doctor supposed a mortification took place in his bowels, inflamed by the corrosive nature of the vial. It was a sorrowful, courtly meeting to me. Few people, they, lifeless, and my dear friend, they, lifeless, and my dear friend, dead. I spoke to the preachers about a union. Thursday, the nineteenth. I preached on John, chapter three, sixteen and seventeen, to a very unfeeling people. Friends parted in much love. On Friday I rode sixteen miles to John Lasley's, lectured on Second Peter, chapter one, verses four through nine, to some inanimate souls. Saturday, the twenty-first. I set out as soon as it was light, and came about three o'clock to the Widow Grangers and Groundschool Bridge, a distance of forty miles. I travel very heavily now. I have lost my poor Bailey, so suddenly, cold away. Lord, humble me, and make me more watchful. He desired me to see into his temporal matters for his poor sister, and wife, and children. I have reason to praise God that I have health under such fatigue. I said I should have trouble before I went into Fluvana, yet I little thought my friend would die there. If my affections were naturally tender, I should be bathed in tears, for I have great cause to weep, but the Lord hath ordered it. It may be that I suffer more than those who weep away distress. I was ready to say, none shall ride with me hereafter. Satan works upon my gloomy mind greatly. I was comforted in meeting B and B, R-B, T-C, a solemn meeting. We have lost three useful preachers within a year. The Lord cuts Israel short. Sunday, the 22nd, I spoke long and freely on the parable of the Sower to 400 people, but it appears as if sinners were gospel-proof. Monday, the 23rd, I rode twelve miles to friend Alice's, spoke to about sixty people on 2 Corinthians, Chapter 4, Verses 16-18. John Tunnell spoke after me. I rode to the preachers jointly and severely about a union. Tuesday, the 24th, rode to Mr. Meredith's, 35 miles. We were entangled in the way, came in late, leaving the carriage in the woods. I was unwell by long fasting, although among very kind people. We heard a rumor of the British landing up James River. I was afraid they would interrupt me in my circuit appointments. Wednesday, the 25th, I am unwell, but happy in God. That is, I feel a solemn determination to labor more for God, because others desert the work. I preached with great liberty at Talley's. There were some young preachers present. They shook whilst I showed the call to the ministry, how they ought to evidence it by having the same end in view our Lord had, to preach the gospel to the poor, to bind up the broken-hearted, and to set liberty, them that are bound, to imitate the prophetic and priestly office of Christ, thus to set up Christ amongst the people, or to conclude that they had not the call. I met with the society. Some spoke, and the Lord blessed us. At night, the alarm was made for the seventh division of the militia. The rumor was that there were five thousand of the British troops, that they had torn two counties to pieces, and had been within six miles of Williamsburg. As my appointments lay down that way, I put off to the north across the river. Friday, the 27th, rode on to Fredericksburg. My horse failed through fatigue, bad feed, and not enough of it. I stopped and fed by the way. Mistaking my road, I met a serious man and spoke to him about his soul. It may be that losing my way was ordered by Providence. Came to Garrett's at Stafford Courthouse. Fell in with a Presbyterian, an acquaintance of Mr. Pilmore. I spoke freely to him and had a prayer. Two young men from Winchester joined us. Saturday morning, after paying eight continental dollars for my horse, and my supper, and bed, I rode on to Dumfries, about twelve miles. Rode on four miles farther, fed my horse, and got a cup of boiled milk for myself. Here, my paper money failed, and I was obliged to pay in silver. I rode on, carrying my corn, and fed upon the road. Missing my way to William Adams's, went on the south side of Colchester. I went down the state road within two miles of Alexandria, making my journey near fifty miles. My horse was much fatigued, and myself in a fever with hard riding. I was blessed with the family I put up with. Oh, how sweet is rest, but oh, for eternal rest! Sunday, the 29th. I am happy in the review of my labors, in the reflection that my heart is in the work of God, and that it is not in vain. I rejoice in the prospect of returning home to Delaware. Maryland, Monday, the 30th. Crossed Georgetown Ferry, stopped at Baggerleys, rode on in great peace, and came to John Worthington's, about five o'clock, after a ride of thirty miles. I was kindly entertained. I called at Mr. Thomas Dorsey's, kind people. I breakfasted with them. I put forward to Baltimore. When, within about two miles, there came up an autumnal storm. There was fear of the trees falling, and that the wind would overset the carriage. I came in safe, stomped an hour, and proceeded on to Mr. Go's, and arrived between eight and nine o'clock. There has been some snow today, and the night is cold. I've spent my stock of money, three guineas, and two-and-a-half johannas, given me by Mr. Go and Mrs. Chumyer. Two guineas and a half, and a half crown, went in Virginia, rode on about twelve miles to dinner, eight miles afterward to Swan Creek, being kept in peace. Here I met that man of God and prisoner of Christ, Charles Scott. He is like a flame of fire. He has a good sense, good utterance, and professes the sanctifying grace of God, the useful man, dealing faithfully in the societies. I gave him some Virginia cloth to make him a suit of clothes, or how sweetly we were united to each other. Footnote He died in apostate, was in the habit of speaking maliciously of his former friends, he became horribly wicked. End Footnote Thursday, November 2nd, I set out for Susquehanna Ferry. I passed over in a calm, and gained Robert Thompson's, about three o'clock. The old man is stirred up. Delaware, Friday, the third, set off for my favorite, Dover. I believe Little Pipe Creek, now, 1830. Mr. T. and B. are their offspring of very pious parents. I hope God has touched their hearts. I stopped a while at Dr. Ridgely's to deliver a message to him from Colonel Dorsey of Elk Ridge in Maryland. While tearing after dinner, Dr. McGaw came in. I went home with the doctor, and was kindly received. The doctor's intentions were not to go to the quarterly meeting, but having this opportunity, I went and took him along. It was one o'clock before we arrived. About three hundred people had been waiting for us. Mr. McGaw preached an excellent sermon on, Who Shall Ascend the Hill of the Lord? Brothers Hartley and Glen Denning exhorted. We all stayed at Mr. Barrett's. Mr. McGaw prayed with much affection. We parted in great love. Sunday, the 5th, we had between one and two thousand people. Our house, 42 by 48, was crowded above and below, and numbers still remained outside. Our love feast lasted almost two hours. Some spoke of the sanctifying grace of God. I preached on John, Chapter 3, Verses 16-18. A heavy house to preach in. Brothers Pettichord and Cromwell exhorted. Monday, the 6th, I preached to about 400 people on 2 Chronicles, Chapter 8, Verse 18, and had liberty. I spoke on the necessity of getting and keeping the power of religion. William Glen Denning exhorted afterwards. Then we parted. I see the footsteps of Providence in my coming back. The people regretted my absence, and the preachers would have been at variance, one with another. William Glen Denning pleaded hard to come to Dover, but I did not think him so fit as Thomas Chew. Brother G is a good little man, and though his utterance is less strongly marked with the scotch than formally, it is not yet good. The British had almost thrown themselves in my way on my return through Virginia. I wish not to fall into their hands. They left it soon after I came away. There has been good done in my absence. Among the believers we have been very solemn, and the work of God has been deep among the Brevaran. Not so in Virginia. The preachers there do not yet know how to preach sanctification for want of experience. I stationed the preachers thus, Thomas Chew, and the two Cromwells for Kent, for Dover, Pettichord and Law, Rowe and J. White for Sussex, William Glen Denning, Stephen Black, Joseph White for Kent in MY, and Hartley and Everett for Dorset. Tuesday the 7th, I was closely engaged in reading a volume of Mr. Wesley's journal of above 300 pages, indicted on Wednesday morning. I felt the ejection of spirits for want of public exercise. I have had so much of this that within the six months I have traveled according to my computations, 2,671 miles. Yet I am uneasy when still. I proposed meeting the children when I came again. I appointed a place for them to sit and desired the parents to send a note with each, letting me know the temper and those vices to which the child might be most subject. I longed to spend a few minutes every hour in prayer. I see a great need of living near to God. The people are so affectionate. Lord, humble me. Wednesday the 8th, road to Purden's, calling at Caleb Furby's and Daniel James's. At Purden's, lectured on 1 Thessalonians, chapter 3, verse 6, engaged the friends to subscribe 700 weight of pork towards the meeting house at Barrett's. I called at Combs's and had a preaching there, although the master of the house differs from us in some points. While we are busy, others are not entirely quiet. Others lessen the habit of teaching by stated speaking, can yet disseminate their books. Thursday the 9th, I came to my old lodgings at Thomas White's, met the preachers. We spoke further about the work of God. Friday the 10th. This day I arranged my papers, containing a brief account of the beginning and progress of our divisions. It was transcribed into a book by Caleb Pettichord. Saturday the 11th, I wrote to Mr. Go, Mr. Lynch, and Mr. Skinner. Today the quarterly meeting begins at Caroline. I'm kept in faith and love to God and all mankind. William Glenn Denning has handed me a book, written by Jeremiah Burroughs, in the time of the Commonwealth, upon heart divisions and the evil of the times. In this work, I promise myself good arguments against our separating brethren. The Lord does greatly carry on his work, some little wildfire, a few disorderly walkers. Read a volume of Mr. Wesley's Journal. Sunday the 12th, I preached at E. White's, on 1 John chapter 4, verses 14 through 80. I spoke on perfection, strongly and clearly. Some strangers attended. The work goes on here, but although I want to rest, there is no place for me to stay. There is too much company. The quarterly meeting at Kent in Maryland was large and powerful. There were twelve preachers present. I am kept in peace and soul, expecting my ministering brethren that we may consult about the work of God. Samuel Rowe is going to Sussex, one that has happily escaped the separating spirit and party in Virginia and the snares laid for his feet. And so also did poor William Spencer of late years. Eternal thanks to God. End of section 41, recorded by David Baer. Section 42 of Journal of the Reverend Francis S. Barry, volume 1. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Brian Keenan. Journal of the Reverend Francis S. Barry, volume 1. Section 42. Monday 13. I read Mr. Wesley's Journal. In the afternoon the preachers came to consult further about the stationing. They all agreed to my first appointment, except one brother. He was unwilling to go back to Baltimore, although we had no one so well qualified. On Monday evening and Tuesday we met and conferred, when the judgment of the preachers prevailed against F. Garrison. We were blessed in prayer with each other. Our appointments were as follows. Kent in Maryland, Glenn Denning, S. Black, Joseph Wyatt. Kent in Delaware, Thomas Chu, Joseph and James Cromwell. Sussex, S. Rowe, J. Martin, J. White. Dorsett, Pettichord. Tuesday 14. We parted in peace, united in heart and in judgment, and abounding in love. Glory be to God. Wednesday 15. I ended the reading of a volume of Mr. Wesley's Journal, giving an account of the rent made by Mr. Maxwell and Mr. Bell. I read a part of what I had transcribed upon the art of preaching. At night I met the Society and found them more and more spiritual. Question closely. Permitted some to speak. It was a solemn time. Thursday morning we made our plans. Thursday 16. I examined Joseph Everett as to his call and qualifications, his circumstances, and his knowing and loving the Methodist doctrine. He gave full satisfaction. We, however, left the matter in suspense until Caleb Pettichord goes down, and we shall know from him what call there is in Dorsett. Friday 17. A day of fasting. We all parted after much business. S. Rowe went to Sussex, the two Cromwells for the circuit, Kent in Delaware. Pettichord to Dorsett. Myself to go through Kent and Sussex, then to the jerseys Philadelphia and Chester. I wrote to Waters, Dudley, and Drabruhler. Friday set out for a murder-kill, stopping at Combses that night. I spoke freely to the man upon his mysticism, and to the family about their souls. Saturday 18. Wrote on to the chapel. Joseph Cromwell met the people in class. I gave an exhortation, took down the names of the children, and spoke to some of them. I desired the preachers to meet the children when they came along. An important but much neglected duty, to the shame of ministers be it spoken. Sunday 19. We met at the chapel. My text, Psalm 78, 4-7. The people came in late. I was incommodated, but at last felt liberty. The serious parents were much affected. Joseph Cromwell exhorted. I met the society and gave a close exhortation. I settled the rules of the house, and appointed stewards. Monday 20. I went to Pirdons, spoke from 1 Samuel 12, 23-25. I had a cloud over me all the time I was speaking, was severely tried. I was humbled and solemn. Tuesday 21. Road to Young Logwoods, spoke to about 100 people from 1 Chronicles 14, 11. Was much blessed. Joseph Cromwell spoke much to purpose. I trust there will be a good work in this place. Road to Richard Shaw's. I was kept in much confidence in prayer. My soul was much drawn out after these people. My text here from Philippians 4, 8. I had not much liberty. I met the society, exhorting them, and pressing them to close communion with each other, and reminding them of their obligations to us. They appeared deeply sensible of it with cries and tears. Brother Joseph Cromwell exhorted. My mind is kept very serene. Thursday 23. I am much given up to God. Joseph Cromwell parted from me to go into his circuit. Mr. Coleman came up with me from Virginia, either to take charge of Dover School or to preach. He expressed great satisfaction in the people of these parts. I went to see Mr. Logwood. I had been waiting some time for his coming to the Lord. He hath long stood it out, but I believe he is now deeply engaged, and so are almost all the adults of his family. I met a man who took occasion to abuse me as ringleader of sedition with many hard sayings. He was in his cups. I pitied, forgave, and prayed for him. Friday 24. I rode ten miles to Mr. Boyers, and preached on Philippians 3, 4. Had liberty, and the people were affected. Mr. Coleman exhorted. I spoke to the Society, addressing them with respect to the rules and their loose walk. Answered a very affectionate letter from John Finney, relative to the Union in Virginia. Saturday 25. We rode to Mr. McGawes, and had some talk with him about his undertaking a plan for the education of youth, John Coleman being proposed as his assistant. Sunday 26. I rode to Shawes, preached with liberty to about one hundred people, from First Chronicles 28, 9. In the afternoon again at Dover, preached on Ephesians 3, 11. Had some liberty, and spoke searchingly. But this people will, and they will not. They will in appearance be religious, but not in heart. Monday 27. I rode down to Joneses, and preached from Proverbs 1, 24 through 26. I had life, and some appearance of effect produced. In the afternoon Mr. McGaw preached an excellent sermon on, When Christ who is our life shall appear, Then shall we also appear with him in glory. Tuesday 28. I preached at Joseph Wyatt's on these words, If any man be in Christ he is a new creature. Had not much liberty. I met the society, many spake of the goodness of God. I went to Lodge with Mr. Smith, a strong churchman. I am kept in faith. Thursday 30. I have peace of mind and the love of God. I preached at Liverson's on Proverbs 28, 13, 14. Had divine help. I found some simple-hearted people here, but very ignorant of true religion. I met class and reproved two disorderly walkers. I hope they will reform. I rode to Mr. Cook's, who desired my company. I talked and prayed with him, and proceeded on to the crossroads. I here met many of my friends, among about 300 attentive people, to whom I spoke upon Matthew 3, 7 through 10. I hope good will be done here. I rode to Blackstown, where I met about 130 people, and spoke on, Take heed to yourselves. Some of them were greatly engaged. Louis Allfrey has been made a blessing to these people. Their number is increased, and they purpose building a chapel. Friday, December 1. I rode to Scotton's. Here they have been disappointed in preaching, having had but two sermons this last quarter. The consequence was that they did not attend. They are not as steady as they should be. The day I rode to Shaw's, being damp, I caught cold. I have suffered loss in my mind. Saturday, 2. Rode to Fatad's, and although it snowed, there came together about 30 people. Preaching was a blessing to them. Sunday, 3. Rode to the chapel. The weather was so bad that not more than 30 people attended. Having a sore throat, I spoke with difficulty. After meeting, I went to Mr. Emery's. Monday, I was bled. I rode to Blacks, but found myself unfit to speak. Leaving Mr. Coleman, I went out to Blacks, fearing my throat would be worse. I was afflicted. A useful letter from my trusty friend Robert Furness came to me. I have also received one from Petticord, giving an account of the work endorses. Wednesday, 6. Rode 12 miles to Jarrett's to preach the funeral of Edward Collins. For about 18 months past he has attended our preaching. Was convinced of sin, but had never joined us. In death was blessed with the peace of God, departing in the faith. I spoke on these words of Ecclesiastes 9, 10. Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might. I was ill able to speak on account of my throat, but was blessed. The people among whom were some strangers harkened diligently. I have been in greater happiness lately than for some months past. My soul is much humbled. Thursday, 7. This is a day appointed for prayer and thanksgiving by the government. I intend to improve it for the church and states. O what cause of thankfulness have we that there has not been a famine of bread and water, and the word of God, that every place has not been deluged in blood? And what cause to praise God, that hundreds have been brought to the Lord, year after year, in these times of trouble? Friday, 8. Was under dejection. Read thirty chapters of Isaiah. Rode to Dills, had about forty people, was much let out to speak to the poor. Fasted and intended to spend a great part of the night in prayer, but I felt weak through want of rest. I spent better than an hour in fervent prayer and was much blessed, having my soul divinely filled with love when I lay down. Rows about five o'clock in better health. Past some time in fervent prayer for the whole work, the preachers and people. Thomas Haskins is a young man of learning, and has been studying the law. Like William Spencer, he has given it up for grace and divinity. Glory be to God. I believe the Lord has called Thomas Haskins for a preacher. He was convinced in Dover some months ago. Saturday, 9. I praise my God. I have great peace of soul. Sunday, 10. I went to Mr. Thorn's church and heard Mr. Thorn. He preached a good sermon on the passion of our Lord, on whom having not seen ye love, the people seemed very solemn. I preached at Edward White's, was much assisted in speaking on Happy Art Thou, O Israel. These people do grow in grace. Four or five of them profess sanctification. This I know, that they are very spiritual. Monday, 11. I have faith, and am kept in life and the spirit of prayer. Tuesday, 12. I rode to Kay and performed the funeral rite over a child. In exhortation I endeavored to enforce the necessity of a strict and pious education. The people were much moved, and I felt some hope, that notwithstanding we have been greatly discouraged here in times past. This swamp will bring forth some fruit of three years' labor. Wednesday, 13. I visited S. White, she is near her end. Possessing calm and solid peace, and sweetly resigned to the way of God. Preached at I Layton's, called to warn my brethren against the poisonous and false principles of opposing sectarists. I was doing only what it was my bounden duty to do, and indeed acting on the defensive. Saturday, 16. My soul is kept in constant peace and love to God. Sunday, 17. Preached at J.T.'s on, O that there were such a heart in them, etc., Deuteronomy 5, 29. The congregation was larger, and there was more of the power of God among them, than I have ever known at this place. Tuesday, 19. Rose at Five. My soul stayed upon God. Preached at M.W.'s on the prayer of Jebes to a small inattentive congregation. Wednesday, 20. I preached to a faithful people at T. Layton's on Matthew 3, 9, 10. The Methodists, blessed be God, do grow as well as the wicked. Their little stock increases. I am pleased with their temporal and rejoice in their spiritual prosperity. Saturday, 23. I attended the funeral of E.T., a man that had been convinced of sin many years ago, but had lost his convictions. About a twelve-month past God made use of the Methodists to reach his heart again. He sought the Lord, joined our society, and at the last quarterly meeting appeared to be a very happy man. He was poor, persecuted by his wife, children, and family. He was so hardly treated that scarcely could he live with them. He was sensible of his death and died in peace. Sunday, 24. I received a letter from F. Garrison and another from T.S.C., who promised me their filial obedience in the gospel. On the same day, a letter from W.G.G., who is well satisfied with his station, and mentions a letter from R.L. Cole, who says, The jarring string is broken, and those who are friends at first are friends at last in Virginia. I rejoiced for the consolation, and many more will rejoice with me. Tuesday, 26. I preached to an unaffected people at J.E.'s on Matthew 3, 17. My soul is stayed upon God, and kept in peace. I rise early and spend my usual time in prayer, and remember my dear friends before God. Thursday, 28. Wrote to C.T. to take S. Rose Place, while he goes down to the eastern shore of Virginia. I believe God has a work for us to do there. Friday, 29. I wrote to I.B.s where there had been a work breaking out. But so harassed are the people by opposers, and their contrary principles, that I fear no lasting good will be done. A double-minded man is unstable in all his ways. From B.s I went to Moors, and met with the people I had not seen for more than nine months. We mutually rejoiced to see each other. Blessed be God, my soul is kept in peace. Broad Greek, Saturday, 30. While I was preaching, I was seized with a putrid sore throat. The attack was violent. Sabbath day I took physic, and applied two blisters that drew kindly. Afterward put one on the back of my neck, and another behind the ear. Had some blood taken from the arm, and some from the tongue. And it pleased kind providence to relieve me sooner than I expected. I desired to give thanks to God for patience and resignation. January 1-4, 1781. Pain, pain, pain. Fifth found myself considerably amended, so that I sat up and did a little business. Sunday 7. The weather was rainy, so I stayed in the house. This is the second dumb Sabbath I have had. To this I could not submit were I not infirm. Wednesday 10. I rose with a sense of God upon my heart. I preached to many people at G. Moors on the Great Salvation. My hearers appeared to be very stupid. The family where I lodged was a prayerless family. And if ministers, so called, can themselves visit without calling the household together for that purpose, it is not to be wondered at that there are so many without family prayer. Lying in bed till sunrise, and drinking a dram after they are up, are perhaps the circumstances most prominently remembered of their clerical guests. Thursday 11. Preached in Quakertown. From thence, being invited and pressed by Mr. T. Rodney, I went to Lewistown. Found the courthouse crowded, to whom I preached on 2 Corinthians 5, 13-15. Lord's Day 14. Being rainy, we had only about 120 serious people at the place appointed. The people here are much more gentle than they were a twelve-month past. We have a society of more than twenty members, some of whom have found the Lord. But I think, for ignorance of God and religion, the wilds and swamps of Delaware exceed most parts of America, with which I have had any acquaintance. However, God is able of these stones to raise up children unto Abraham. Monday 15. Rose early, spent my usual time in retirement. Preached to about 150 people at Essas. I find their prejudices abated, although the work on their hearts is not deep. My soul enjoys peace. I was let out in prayer for the whole work of God, the circuits and the preachers. This I do every morning as my first work. I have a sense of God on my heart, and am sensible of the danger of falling. And what good or harm may I do, as I am faithful or unfaithful? I have been in heaviness, but I trust I am kept from sin. Indeed, I believe Satan is doing all he can to discredit the work of God that is carried down through our instrumentality because he envies our success. It appears to be high market day among every denomination of people. Availing themselves of the work, they are laboring to detach those who would be members from our society. Thursday 18. I called on the widow F, who had lately lost her husband. He was a constant hearer of us, and as constantly resisted the doctrine he heard, and could not bear the chapel so near him. He sickened and died in a short space, was delirious, was delirious most of the time he was ill. What was remarkable, and awfully so, was that his little son, of whom he was passionately fond, and on whom he frequently called in his delirium to go with him, went and hanged himself about the time his father died. They went into eternity nearly together, and were laid out and buried at the same time. This awful circumstance was the means of awakening a stubborn son, who is now seeking the Lord. How wonderful are the ways of God! He takes away a child to awaken a father, or removes a father to convince a child. Friday 19. I conversed with T. C., whom I visited under reflection about a year ago. He then had a humble confidence of his acceptance with God, and a firm persuasion that God would save him from all sin. In the course of his sickness, he became somewhat delirious, and yielded to a suggestion that it was all delusion. He began to set in order his temporal affairs. But in about eight days there was a change in his disorder of body and mind. His confidence in God returned. He professed that God had saved him from all sin, and he appears to be always alive to God. Sunday 21. Mr. McGaw preached at Bannett's Chapel, and was assisted by Mr. Thorn in the administration of the Lord's Supper. It was a gracious time, and I hope it was not received in vain. Monday 22. On my way to P.E.'s I came on a race ground, where the sons of Belial had been practicing my horse. He ran away with me when he came to the end of the paths, but stopped, and I received no harm. I lifted my heart to God. And by the mercy of the Lord he stopped near a point of woods, which, had he entered, I might probably have lost my life. My heart was deeply humbled before the Lord, who preserved me from such imminent danger. Monday 29. I learned that about six or seven years ago B.S. was deeply awakened, and became a member of the Methodist Society. Sometime after this he lost his convictions and ran into sin. Last Christmas he was sitting up with a sick person, where we're present two women who had lately been awakened through the instrumentality of LA. They asked him what he thought of the Methodists. He, contrary to his better knowledge, answered, They are all hypocrites. They asked him what he thought of LA and ID. He spake against them as well the rest. How then, rejoined they, can they pray and exhort as they do, if they are such men as you say? He told them he could pray like a minister himself, when he was in society. Next day he set off to go home, which he never reached. He was taken ill, was bereft of his senses, and so he died. Dover, Sunday, February 4. I preached and had some of the council and members of assembly to hear me. I spoke plainly, intending my discourse as a vindication of the doctrine of the Methodists. Monday, 5. On my way to quarterly meeting held at the Valley Preaching House, I called on his Excellency Governor Rodney to sign my certificate, which he did with great readiness and politeness. At the meeting we found some faithful souls, and the work revives among them. They were greatly led out to speak in the love-feast, six or seven standing up as witnesses of a present salvation from all sin. Pennsylvania, Saturday 10. My soul enjoys peace, and I rejoice to hear that the work of God is deepening and widening in the jerseys. My old friends here in Philadelphia appear loving to me, but they are not united as they ought to be. Tuesday, 13. After casting in my might, by saying and doing what I could in Philadelphia, I left my kind friends and set off for New Jersey. End of Section 42, Recording by Brian Keenan