bury repeated to them in French the substance of what I had said.

Sunday 22, I expected to have preached in the English church, as I did before: but some of the elders were unwilling, so I attended there as a hearer; and I heard as miserable a sermon as most I have heard in my life. It might have been preached either among Jews, Turks, or heathens, without offending them at all. In the afternoon I expounded to a company of serious Christians, our Lord's account of building our house upon a rock. Jonathan Ferguson interpreted sentence by sentence. And God applied it to the hearts of the hearers.

Monday 21, I spent an hour, with great satisfaction, at Mr. Noltanu's country-house: such a couple as he and his wife I never saw since I left London. And both their children appeared to be worthy of their parents, both as to person, understanding, and temper.

Tues. 22, I spent great part of the day at Mr. Vankennel's country-house, having agreed with him to give me a private room to write in, before and after dinner. At ten, a very sensible clergyman came in, with whom I conversed very largely, as he talked elegant latin and exceeding fluently, beyond any I have lately seen on the Continent.

Having seen all the friends I proposed to see, on Thursday 24 I took my leave of this loving people, and the pleasant city of Amsterdam, very probably for ever. And setting out at seven in the morning, between two and three in the afternoon came to Utrecht. Mr. Vanrocy, the gentleman who had engaged me to lodge, sent a coach to wait for me at my landing; and received me with the courtesy and cordiality of an old Yorkshire Methodist.

Friday 25, I kept close to my work all the day; I dined at Mr. Loten's, where was such variety of food as I never saw at any nobleman's table, either in England or Ireland! In the afternoon we took a view of a widow-lady's gardens, in the suburbs of Utrecht. I believe from the house to the end of the grand vista is about a mile. I think the gardens are not half as broad; but such exquisite beauty and sym

metry I never saw before. In grandeur it is not to be named with a few places in England; but in elegance and variety, I verily believe it equals, if not exceeds, any place of the size in Europe.

In the evening I expounded to a select company of very honourable ladies, Matt. vii. 24, miss Loten interpreting for me, sentence by sentence. And I know not but God might bless this poor way of preaching to the Dutch, as he did that to the Indians by David Brainard.

Saturday 26, I had a long conversation with a gentleman, whom almost all the religious world take for a madman. I do not know that I have found one of so deep experience since I left London. I have no doubt of his being perfected in love. He has a clear witness of it, and has had many years without interruption. I had now an opportunity of being truly informed concerning the university of Utrecht. As the young gentlemen are scattered over this town, and live without the least control, they do any thing or nothing as they please; and, as they have no tutors, they have none to check them. Most of them lounge from morning to night, doing nothing or doing worse: well, bad as they are, Oxford and Cambridge are not Utrecht yet.

Sunday 27, I attended the service at the English church, where about thirty persons were present. At five in the evening I believe I had eighty or ninety hearers; and I had much liberty of speech among them. I cannot doubt, but some of them found the word of God to be sharper than a two-edged sword.

After service I went once more to Mr. Loten's. Both Mrs. Loten and he came to town on purpose to see me; otherwise he could find little comfort there during the pre-. sent state of affairs. The burghers have all agreed to depose their burgo-masters, and elect new ones in their stead, who are to-morrow to take an oath on a scaffold erected in the open market-place, not to the Prince of Orange, but the city of Utrecht. To this end they had displaced all the Prince's guards, and placed burghers at all the gates. It

is thought the example will spread; and it will not be strange if all Holland should soon be a field of blood.

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Monday 28, We took boat at seven, being informed that at eight all the city gates would be shut. In the evening we reached Rotterdam, and rejoiced to meet good Mr. Loyal Here we rested on Tuesday. Wednesday 30, we set out early, and went twelve miles in a coach, for which we had to pay six guilders and no more. We then crossed the river, which cost four stivers, and hired an open waggon for twenty-three stivers, which brought us to the other river in half an hour. At the Brill we hired another coach, which cost us four guilders. I set down these little things that others may not be cheated.

Wednesday 30, We found company enough in our inn at Helvoetsluys, genteel, good-natured, and sensible: but finding our conversation was not suited to their taste, we only dined with them on this and the following days. Both on this day, and Thursday and Friday, the wind was quite contrary; but otherwise we could not have sailed, for it blew a storm: so I took the opportunity of writing a sermon for the Magazine.

Saturday, September 2, The storm abating, we set sail about nine, though the wind was contrary: but in the afternoon it fell calm. The rolling of the ship made us sick. I myself was sick a few minutes: Mr. Broadbent (by times) for some hours: Mr. Brackenbury (who did not expect to be sick at all) almost from the beginning of the voyage to the end.

Sunday 3, When we had been twenty-four hours on board, we were scarcely come a third of our way. I judged we should not get on, unless I preached, which I therefore did, between two and three in the afternoon, on It is appointed for men once to die: and I believe all were affected for the present. Afterwards we had a fair wind for several hours; but it then fell dead calm again. This did not last long; for, as soon as prayer was over, a fresh breeze sprung up and brought us into the bay. It being then dark, we cast anchor; and it was well, for at ten at night we had a violent

storm. I expected little rest: but I prayed and God answered; so that I slept sound till my usual hour, four o'clock. The wind being again quite contrary, we were obliged to tack continually: but about nine were brought safe to Harwich. After resting about an hour we took chaise, and about one came to Colchester, where Mr. Brackenbury being exceedingly weak, we thought it best to stay till the morning.

In the evening the house was thoroughly filled, and many received the truth in the love thereof; so that I did not at all regret my stopping here. Setting out early in the morning, Tuesday 5, I reached London before one o'clock, and transacted most of my business in the afternoon. In the evening I preached on Psalm xxix. 9, 10, and the voice of the Lord was indeed with power. Wednesday 6, I answered my letters, and on Thursday 7, set out for Bristol.

In the evening I reached Newbury. It rained and blew vehemently; yet the house was thoroughly filled: and I found uncommon liberty in pushing the enquiry, "Who of you are building upon the sand, and who upon a rock?" Friday 8, in the evening I preached at Bath, to a more numerous congregation than I expected, and more serious, for I do not find there were any careless or inattentive hearers. Saturday 9, we had a good congregation at five, although the weather continued stormy. Afterward I searched to the bottom a story I had heard in part, and found it another "tale of real woe." Two of our society had lived together in uncommon harmony; when one who met in band with E. F. to whom she had mentioned that she had "found a temptation toward Dr. F." went and told her husband, "she was in love with him; and that she had it from her own mouth." The spirit of jealousy seized him in a moment, and utterly took away his reason. And some one telling him his wife was at Dr. F.'s, (on whom she had called that afternoon) he took a great stick, and ran away; and meeting her in the street, called out, "Strumpet! Strumpet!" and struck her twice or thrice. He is now thoroughly convinced of her innocence; but the water cannot be gathered up

again! He sticks there, "I do thoroughly forgive you, but I can never love you more.

Sunday 10, Our service began at ten. Mr. Creighton, whose health is a little recovered, by rest, and drinking the mineral waters, read prayers, and assisted at the sacrament. I preached on The children are brought to the birth, and there is not strength to bring forth. At half an hour past two we had a much larger congregation, and I think equally serious, on whom I enforced the exhortation, Come unto me, all ye that are weary and heavy laden. In the evening I opened and largely applied those words in the gospel for the day, Verily I say unto you, many prophets and kings have desired to see the things which ye see, and have not seen them, and to hear those things that ye hear, and have not heard them.

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Monday 11, Leaving the society here well united together, I went on and preached at Bristol in the evening; and on Tuesday 12, retired to a friend's house, where I went on with Mr. F.'s life without interruption. But on Wednesday 13, I could not resist the desire of my friends, to preach at Temple church in the evening. I never saw it so full in an evening before, nor felt so much of the power of God there.

Friday 15, I had much satisfaction in the evening at the chapel in Guinea-street. It was thoroughly filled, and most of the people seemed much affected, while (from Heb. xii. 1.) I described what I take to be the chief besetting sins of Bristol, love of money, and love of ease. Indeed God has already wrought a great deliverance for many of them; and we hope a far greater will ensue.

Sunday 17, I preached morning and evening at the room, and in the afternoon at Kingswood, where the work of God seems to stand nearly at one stay, not sensibly increasing or decreasing. On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, I met the classes at Bristol, and on the remaining days of the week transcribed the society, considerably increased since last year, and I hope in grace as well as in number.

Saturday 23, I read the general plan of Monsieur Gebalin's