heard face to face, two that were deeply prejudiced against each other, Mrs. E. and Mrs. M. But the longer they talked, the warmer they grew; till, in about three hours, they were almost distracted. One who came in as a witness, was as hot as either. I perceived there was no remedy but prayer. So a few of us wrestled with God for above two hours, when we rose, Mrs. M. ran and fell on the other's neck. Anger and revenge were vanished away, and melted down into love. One only, M. B., continued still in bitter agony of soul. We besought God in her behalf; and did not let him go, till she also was set at liberty.

Sunday 24, There being no English service, I went to the French Church. I have sometimes thought, Mr. Whitefield's action was violent: but he is a mere post to Mr. Calliard. In the evening I preached at Mountmellick, where were two from Roscrea, to shew me the way thither. One of them gave us so strange a relation, that I thought it worth while to set it down, as nearly as might be, in his own words. The strangest part of it rests not on his own testimony alone, but on that of many of his neighbours, none of whom could have any manner of temptation to affirm either more or less than they saw with their eyes.

"My son, John Dudley, was born at Roscrea, in the year 1726. He was serious from a child, tender of conscience, and greatly fearing God. When he was at school, he did not play, like other children; but spent his whole time in learning. About eighteen I took him home, and employed him in husbandry; and he grew more and more serious. On February 4, 1747, just as I was laid down in bed, he cried out, 'My dear father, I am ready to be choaked.' I ran, and took him in my arms and in about a minute he recovered. The next morning he cried out just as before; and continued ill about two minutes. From this time he gave himself wholly to prayer; laying aside all worldly business.

66 Saturday, February 7, he did not appear to have any bodily distemper, but desired to make his will. I said, 'My dear child, I do not see any sigus of death upon you.' He

seemed concerned, and said, 'You don't believe me; but you will soon see what I say is true.'

"About noon, some neighbours condoling with me, on the loss of my wife, who died a few days before; when he saw me weep, he laid his hand upon my knee, and said, 'My dear father, do not offend God. Your late wife is a bright saint in heaven.' Before ten we went to bed. About twelve he came to my chamber-door, and said 'My dear honoured father, I hope you are not displeased with me for disturbing you at this time of night. But I could not go into my bed till I brought you these glad tidings. I was this morning before the throne of grace; and I pleaded innocence but my heavenly Father answered, that would not do: On which I applied to our blessed Redeemer; and now he hath, by his precious blood, and his intercession, procured my pardon: and my heavenly Father hath sealed it. Everlasting praise is to his holy name.

'I presumed to ask, How it was with my deceased mother and sisters? On which they all six appeared, exceedingly glorious: but my last deceased mother was brightest of them all; fifty times brighter than the sun. I intreat I may be buried by her.'

"Sunday 8, I went early in the morning to his chamber, and found him at prayer, which was his constant employment. He asked, If he should go with me to Church? I said, I thought he had better read and meditate at home. As soon as I was gone, he began exhorting the servants, and his younger brother. He then went into his chamber, where he continued upon his knees till I came home, crying to God with many tears, and sweating much, through the agony of his spirit. When we were set down to dinner, I desired him to eat. He said, I have no appetite; but to please you, I will. He then eat two little bits: and, as soon as thanks were given, went to his chamber. He continued there in prayer about an hour, and then came out, and said with a cheerful voice and countenance, 'I never knew the Holy Ghost until now. Now I am illuminated with him. Blessed be my great Creator.' He returned to prayer, and

continued therein till he came to family duty. In this he joined with an audible voice; and, commending us to God, retired to his room. Yet he did not sleep, but continued in prayer all night, and all the next day.

Tuesday, February 10, About three in the morning he put off all his clothes, even his shirt, and laid them in order on the bed, and his prayer-book in the window. Then having opened two doors, he came to the outward door. I called, 'Where are you going?' He said, 'I am going out of doors.' I said, 'You need not go at this time of night.' He replied, 'I must go.' I said, 'Then make haste in again.' To which he gave no answer: but unlocking the door, and pulling it leisurely after him, said, ‘My dear father, farewell for ever.'

"As soon as the day dawned, finding he was not returned, I went with several of my neighbours to seek him. We found his track at a style near the house, and followed it as close as we could: but it was not possible to follow him step by step; for he had gone to and fro above three miles, through shrubs, and thick quickset hedges, and over deep ditches full of water. One mile of the three was all a bog, full of sloughs, and drains, and trenches, and deep holes, with hardly one foot of firm ground between them. Eighteen or twenty of us being together, about nine o'clock found him by the side of a lake. He was lying on the grass, stretched out at length, with his face upward. His right hand was lifted up toward heaven: his left stretched upon his body. His eyes were closed, and he had a sweet, pleasant, smiling countenance. What surprised us most was, that he had no hurt or scratch, from the crown of his head, to the sole of his foot; nor one speck of dirt on any part of his body; no more than if it had been just washed. On Thursday he was buried, as he desired, just by my wife, whom he survived fourteen days."

Tuesday 26, I had gone through Montrath (in the way to Roscrea) when some met me on the bridge, and earnestly pressed me to preach. So I went into an empty house, (the rain and the wind preventing my going to the market

place) and immediately began to declare The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. The house was presently filled: the rest of the audience stood at the doors and windows. I saw not one person, man, woman, or child, who behaved either rudely or carelessly. I preached in the market-place at Roscrea, betwen six and seven in the evening. Several gentlemen and several clergymen were present; and all behaved well.

Thursday 28, I preached in the street at Birr, a little beyond the bridge: by this mean the congregation was four times larger than usual; in which were abundance of Romanists. Friday 29, as I went through Frankfort, many people gathered together, chiefly Romanists, and desired me to preach. I did so, in the middle of the town. They gave a calm, stupid attention: but I did not perceive that any of them were affected, otherwise than with amazement. I came to Tullamore, as it fell out, on a second fair-day; and had, of course, abundance of new hearers. I found far more earnestness in the people now, than when I was here before. Why should we ever be discouraged by the want of present success? Who knows what a day may bring forth ?

In the evening I preached at Athlone, to many officers and an uncommon number of soldiers, who were gathered together from every part, waiting for a review. Mrs. T. desired me to lodge at her house. About twelve I heard a huge noise. Presently the street-door was broke open; next the door of Mrs. T.'s chamber; then that of the room in which I lay. I went to the door; on which Mr. T. shrunk back, walked down stairs, and wreaked his vengeance on his mother's windows. Some honest gentlemen of the town had set him on, and filled him with wine for the purpose.

Monday, July 2, I preached in the evening on Rev. xx. I had none to assist me, nor any respite: and I needed none. It was such a night as I have seldom known: the stout-hearted trembled on every side; particularly the troopers, late at Philipstown, who did once run well. One of them sunk down to the ground as a stone; others could hardly

stand and the same spirit of solemn, deep humiliation seemed to run through the whole assembly.

Tuesday 3, In spite of the indolence of some, and the cowardice of others, I preached in the evening on the Connaught side of the river. I then met the Society: but when I would have dismissed them, none seemed willing to go. We were standing and looking at each other, when a trooper stepped out into the middle of the room, and said, “I must speak. I was Saul: I persecuted the children of God. I joined with you in Philipstown ; but I fell back, and hated God and all his ways: I hated you in particular, and a day or two ago, said all manner of evil of you. I was going to a woman last night, when one of my comrades met and asked me, if I would go to the Watch-night? Out of curiosity I came; but for half the sermon, I minded nothing that was said. Then God struck me to the heart, so that I could not stand, but dropped down to the ground. I slept none last night, and came to you in the morning ; but I could not speak. I went from you to a few of our brethren, and they prayed with me till my burden dropped off. And now, by the grace of God, we will part no more. I am ready to go with you all over the world." The words were as fire : they kindled a flame, which spread through the congregation. We praised God with one heart and one voice. I then a second time pronounced the blessing: but the people stood without motion as before, till a dragoon stepped from his fellows, and said, "I was a pharisee from my youth, having a strict form of godliness, and yet I always wanted something: but I knew not what, till something within me pushed me on, I could not tell why, to hear you. I have done so, since you came hither. I immediately saw what I wanted was faith, and the love of God. And he supplied my wants here last night: now I can rejoice in God my Saviour."

Wednesday 4, I preached at Aughrim. Thursday 5, I rode to Castlegar, and found Miss B. unwillingly recovering from her fever; having a desire rather to quit the house of earth, and go to him whom her soul loved. Her