Power of Love.

Great Excitement.

A loving messenger of a loving God might drive reprobation out of Wales without once naming it."

During 1741 he made frequent visits to Wales, where he preached with great success. His success, however, excited opposition. At Cardiff the stage-players were furiously aroused because he drew the people away from the theater to the church. The Pharisaical part of the town, offended at his plain preaching and searching doctrines, joined the stage party. The conspirators bound themselves, by a vow, to prevent his preaching. Failing in this, they tried to raise disturbance by rushing out of the church in a body. Soon after they had left, a physician rose up and marched out. Wesley called after him, pronouncing him a Pharisee. The next night the physician, under the influence of brandy and bad advisers, called at the lodgings of Wesley, and demanded satisfaction. Wesley told him he would ask his pardon for calling him a Pharisee on the assurance that he had left the church to visit his patients. The doctor said he had left because he disliked the discourse. "Then," said Wesley, "I shall not ask your pardon for telling you the truth." "But you must for calling me a Pharisee."

Real Independence.

The Drunken Doctor.

"You are a Pharisee, and can not endure sound doctrine. My commission is to show you your sins. I shall make no apology for doing that to you or any man living, even to the king." On this the drunken doctor lifted up his cane to strike Wesley, but a lady intercepted the blow, and a gentleman tripped up his heels, and laid him sprawling on the floor. The family then pitched him out into the street. Soon after, a bailiff broke open the door, and began to lecture Wesley on the affront offered the doctor by calling Kim a Pharisee, and demanded public satisfaction. "Mr. Bailiff," said Wesley, "I honor you for the sake of your office; but were you, or his Majesty, King George himself, among my hearers, I should tell you both the truth. In the church, while preaching, I acknowledge no superior but God, and I shall ask no man's pardon for telling him he is a sinner. It is your duty, Mr. Bailiff, not to prevent, but to protect me." On this the bailiff became exceedingly civil. He had the best feelings in the world toward Mr. Wesley. He had only come there to prevent his being insulted. No body should touch a hair of his head.

On one of his visits to Wales, he formed a

Mr. Jones.

A Fiery Minister.

very pleasant acquaintance with Mr. Jones, a magistrate; a man of wealth, education, refinement, and influence. He had been educated at Oxford, and was a cotemporary in College with Wesley, though they had not there any acquaintance with each other. He now lived in opulence, in one of the old baronial castles, surrounded by a most amiable family. He sent for Wesley to visit him, and being greatly pleased with him, invited him to come again to meet the minister of the parish at the castle. Mr. Jones hoped a personal interview between his minister and Wesley might result in removing prejudice. They accordingly met. The minister's address was not of the most gentle and polite kind. With difficulty Mr. Jones could prevent him from breaking out abruptly on Wesley, who said little, waiting till an opportunity might offer for him to "speak as one having authority." Through the influence of Mr. Jones, permission had been obtained for Wesley to preach in the church. When, however, the people were assembling, the multitude was so great, that it was proposed for Wesley to preach in the church-yard. At this the conscientious clergyman of the parish came near falling into hysterics. To relieve him they

Contemptible Peculiarities.

Mr. Jones, Again.

proposed to remove one of the windows, so that Wesley, standing in the space, might address, at the same time, the people in the church and the church-yard. But this would not do. The minister would bolt if Wesley should offer to preach in a place so uncanonical as the window of a church. So Wesley went into the pulpit and preached to as many as could get into the church. The devotional minister stood on his feet during all prayertime, though the prayers of his own Church were used. After service was over, Wesley heard him complaining to Mr. Jones that the sermon would make the people melancholy, as he saw some of them weeping in the church. This was too much even for Charles Wesley to bear. He says he felt afraid he should despise the man, and, therefore, he got out of his presence as soon as possible.

On one of Wesley's visits to Wales, Mr. Jones returned with him to Kingswood and Bristol, where he spent some time, observing the wonderful effects of religion on the converts among the colliers, and in the city. He was greatly delighted at what he saw and heard. He visited the class meetings, the prayer meetings, the love-feasts, and the band meetings.

Death of Mr. Jones.

Of Mrs. Wesley.

He joined in the worship of the sincere and honest converts, and in artless words related his own religious experience. He then returned to his own country, full of faith, and joy, and confidence in the Gospel. Wesley never saw him more. On his next visit to Wales, his honorable, generous, and accomplished friend had passed from among the living. Suddenly, and in the very prime of manhood, he had died, beloved and lamented by all who knew him. He died in the triumphs of the faith he had professed. Deeply affected at his sudden removal, and impressed with the excellence of his character, Charles Wesley poured forth in tuneful numbers the feelings of his heart in a beautiful elegy, which he published in a pamphlet, and circulated among his friends.

Scarcely had the grave closed over the remains of Mr. Jones, when Wesley was called to mourn over the departure of his venerable mother, whose death we have described in the sketch of John Wesley. And during the same year he stood by the dying bed, and at the grave of a large number of the members of his society in Kingswood and Bristol. The rooms in which these converts died were often scenes of intense moral sublimity. Shouts of triumph,