advice. God knows we all need mending, and none more than myself. I have lived to see great changes in the world-have acted a conspicuous part myself—and now hope, in my old days, to obtain mercy from God, as I never expect any at the hands of my fellow creatures. The Duchess of Ancaster, Lady Townshend, and Lady Cobham, were exceedingly pleased with many observations in Mr. Whitefield's sermon at St. Sepulchre's Church, which has made me lament ever since that I did not hear it, as it might have been the means of doing me some good-for good, alas! I DO WANT: but where among the corrupt sons and daughters of Adam am I to find it? Your ladyship must direct me. You are all goodness and kindness, and I often wish I had a portion of it. Women of wit, beauty, and quality, cannot hear too many humiliating truths-they shock our pride. But we must diewe must converse with earth and worms!

‹Pray do me the favor to present my humble services to your excellent spouse. A more amiable man I do not know than Lord Huntingdon. And believe me, my dear madam,

"Your most faithful and most humble Servant,
'S. MARLBOROUGH.'

Your letter, my dear Madam, was very acceptable. Many thanks to Lady Fanny for her good wishes. Any communications from her and my dear good Lady Huntingdon, are always welcome, and always in every particular to my satisfaction. I have no comfort in my own family, therefore must look for that pleasure and gratification which others can impart. I hope you will shortly come and see me, and give me more of your company than I have had latterly. In truth, I always feel more happy and more contented after an hour's conversation with you, than I do after a whole week's round of amusement. When alone, my reflections and recollections almost kill me, and I am forced to fly to the society of those I detest and abhor. Now there is Lady Frances Saunderson's great rout to-morrow night-all the world will be there, and I must go. I do hate that woman as much as I do hate a physician; but I must go, if for no other purpose than to mortify and spite her. This is very wicked, I know, but I confess all my little peccadillos to you, for I know your goodness will lead you to be mild and forgiving, and perhaps my wicked heart may gain some good from you in the end.

Make my kindest respects to Lord Huntingdon. Lady Fanny has my best wishes for the success of her attack on that crooked perverse little wretch at Twickenham. Assure yourself, my dear good Madam, that I am your most faithful and most obliged humble servant,'

'S. MARLBOrough. -Ib. pp. 25, 26.

The rise of Methodism is now matter of history, and the facts connected with it are well known. The agents chiefly concerned in its origination, were men of fervent minds, whose hearts had been renewed by divine grace. Their course was as simple as

their views were upright, and had its basis in a deep sense of the ignorance, slothfulness, and carnality of the professing church. At the commencement of their labors, nothing was further from their thoughts than the consolidation of a body, in practical dissent from the Established Church. Like Luther, they sought the reformation, not the overthrow of the existing system, and would at once have relinquished their enterprize had they perceived its ultimate tendencies. But the good providence of God gradually opened their way, and forced them, notwithstanding their prejudices as Churchmen, to the daily violation of ecclesiastical discipline. Their convictions of duty strengthened as difficulties multiplied around them, so that what at first would have terrified, was ultimately encountered as a necessary homage to religious truth. They were frequently reduced to a dilemma, involving painful and most protracted struggles, but the steps already taken, committed them to others, and these again led on by an unavoidable sequence, to an organization which betokened a permanent separation from the hierarchy. Both Whitefield and Wesley struggled hard against this tendency, but their efforts were unavailing. Concession after concession was wrung from them, and the farther they proceeded, the stronger became their conviction of the propriety of what they had previously done.

One of the points at which they long stumbled was the employment of lay agency, and in this the acute and unfettered mind of Lady Huntingdon took the lead. Mr. Maxfield having been left by Mr. Wesley to conduct the prayer-meetings of his flock in London, was encouraged by her ladyship to expound the Scriptures to the people. The first time I made him expound,' she remarks in a letter to Mr. Wesley, expecting little from him, I 'sat over against him, and thought what a power of God must be 'with him, to make me give attention to him. But before he had 'gone over one-fifth part, any one that had seen me would have thought I had been made of wood or stone; so quite immoveable 'I both felt and looked. His power in prayer is quite extraordinary. To deal plainly, I could either talk or write for an 'hour about him.' From expounding to preaching was an easy step, and the Lord so blessed his word, that many were not only deeply awakened and brought to repentance, but were also made happy in a consciousness of pardon.' John Wesley retained too much of the state priest to regard such proceedings with complacency. Complaints were forwarded to him by many of his friends, who urged his immediate return to London. With this request he complied. His mother, a woman of deep piety, 'strong sense, and sound judgment in the things of God,' perceiving, on his arrival, that he was discomposed, inquired the cause, to whom he warmly replied, Thomas Maxfield has turned 'preacher, I find.' The aged saint looking seriously at her son,

rejoined, John, you know what my sentiments have been; you 'cannot suspect me of favoring readily any thing of this kind; 'but take care what you do with respect to that young man, for 'he is as surely called of God to preach as you are. Examine what have been the fruits of his preaching, and hear him also your'self.' The advice was taken, and so complete was the satisfaction of Wesley, that he exclaimed, 'It is the Lord; let him do 'what seemeth Him good.' Thus was the prejudice of the priest mastered, by the power with which the disciple spake.

The legal position of the Methodists as a body of dissenters, was forced on them by the rude violence with which their persons and property were assailed. In conformity with the ecclesiastical prepossessions of their leaders, they shrunk from availing themselves of the provisions of the Toleration Act, lest they should thereby be identified with the Dissenting communities. But the folly of their enemies, by leaving them no alternative, overcame their scruples. The immediate occasion of their seeking the protection of this statute, was the rebellion of 1745. Though their loyalty was undoubted by the government, base attempts were made by their enemies to raise popular clamor against them. They were represented by the clergy and others as concealed Papists, and were affirmed to be in correspondence with the Pretender. In consequence of these rumours, many of their assemblies were broken in upon, their persons were rudely assaulted, and the edifices in which they worshipped were threatened with destruction.

Mr. Charles Wesley was more seriously incommoded by the imputation of disloyalty than his brother, or Lady Huntingdon. When he was itinerating in Yorkshire, an accusation was laid against him of having spoken treasonable words, and witnesses were summoned before the Magistrates at Wakefield to depose against him. Fortunately for him, he learnt this in time to present himself, and confront the witnesses. He had prayed that the Lord would call home his banished ones; and this the accusers construed, in good faith, to mean the Pretender. The words would have had that meaning from the mouth of a Jacobite. But Charles Wesley, with perfect sincerity, disclaimed any such intention. I had no thought,' he said, ' of praying for the Pretender, but for those who confess themselves strangers and pilgrims upon earth,-who seek a country, knowing this is not their home, You, Sir,' he added, addressing himself to a clergyman upon the bench: You, Sir, know that the Scriptures speak of us as captive exiles, who are absent from the Lord while present in the body. We are not at home till we are in heaven.' The magistrates were men of sense; they perceived that he explained himself clearly-that his declarations were frank and unequivocal, and they avowed themselves perfectly satisfied.

These aspersions aggravated the odium under which the Methodists

were now laboring. Every Sunday,' says Charles Wesley, damnation is denounced against all who hear us; for we are Papists, Jesuists, seducers, and bringers in of the Pretender. The clergy murmur aloud at the number of communicants, and threaten to repel them.' He was himself repelled at Bristol, with circumstances of indecent violence. In many places they were exposed to the insults of the rude mob, who had not yet forgotten the art of disturbing conventicles, nor entirely lost the relish of those delights which they enjoyed, when terrifying the women and children whom they found in those assemblies. It, therefore, became necessary for the Methodists, either to endure all the injuries which the nonconformists suffered, when they were considered as outlaws, or to contradict their solemn professions of indissoluble union with the Established Church, by classing themselves with Dissenters, taking refuge under the Toleration Act, registering their places of worship, and licensing their preachers, as that Act required. They were not so in love either with persecution, or the Church of England, as to hesitate long between the unequal alternatives; but instantly became Dissenters in the eye of the law, in order to become Christians according to the dictates of conscience.

'It was, indeed, a curious phenomenon to behold a whole host of persons, who rejected the name of Dissenters as an unfounded calumny, who professed themselves the truest sons of the Church; attached to her doctrines, ceremonies, and hierarchy; many of whom retained, even in their places of meeting, her liturgy and vestments, and who still communicated at her altars; yet resorting for protection to an Act passed to exempt persons dissenting from the Church of England from certain pains and penalties.' Had they professed to dissent, it would have been a question whether the Toleration Act could have afforded them legal protection; for neither this, nor any other law, could be intended to provide for all possible futurity, and to gather under its wing every sect, of whatever principles and practices, which might arise in the revolution of ages. But when the Methodists declared they were not Dissenters, how could they claim the advantage of an Act made to protect persons dissenting from the Church of England from the penalties of certain laws?

The politic conduct of the government, in choosing rather to give a large and liberal interpretation to the Toleration Act, than to run the hazard of introducing another, was a grand step in the progress of religious liberty; for it converted this law into a much more extensive and mighty blessing than it was ever designed to be.'-Ib. pp. 68, 69.

While referring to the persecution endured by these devoted men, the case of John Nelson may be appropriately introduced. This excellent man was greatly instrumental in enlarging the pale of Methodism in Yorkshire, and became in consequence an object of bitter hatred to his irreligious neighbours. The following narrative of his treatment presents the common features of religious persecution :-unrelenting hatred on the one hand, and unbending integrity on the other. The conduct of his wife is especially de

serving of notice, and displays the highest traits of moral heroism. When will the world learn to estimate men rightly?

The vicar of Birstal, which was John Nelson's home and headquarters, thought it justifiable to rid the parish, by any means, of a man who preached with more zeal and more effect than himself; and he readily consented to a proposal from the alehouse-keepers, that Nelson should be pressed for a soldier, a custom then too horribly prevalent, as the pressing of sailors was at a much later period; for as fast as he made converts they lost customers. He was pressed accordingly, and taken before the commissioners at Halifax, where the vicar was one of the bench; and though persons enough attended to speak to his character, the commissioners said they had heard enough of him from the minister of his parish, and could hear nothing more. So, gentlemen, (said Nelson,) I see there is neither law nor justice for a man that is called a Methodist ;' and addressing the vicar by his name he said, 'What do you know of me that is evil? Whom have I defrauded? or where have I contracted a debt that I cannot pay?' You have no visible means of getting your living,' was the reply. He answered, I am as able to get my living with my hands as any man of my trade in England is, and you know it.' But all remonstrances were in vain; he was marched off to Bradford, and there, by order of the commissioners, put in the dungeon, where there was not even a stone to sit on.

'John Nelson had as high a spirit and as brave a heart as ever Englishman was blessed with, and he was encouraged by the good offices of many zealous friends, and the sympathy of some to whom he was a stranger. A soldier had offered security for him, and an inhabitant of Bradford, though an enemy to the Methodists, had, from mere feelings of humanity, offered to give security for him if he might be allowed to lie in a bed. His friends brought him candles, and meat, and water, which they put through a hole in the door, and they sang hymns till a late hour in the night-they without and he within. A poor fellow was with him in this miserable place who might have been starved if Nelson's friends had not brought food for him also. At four in the morning his wife, who had profited by her husband's lessons, came to the prison-door, and, instead of bewailing for him and herself, said to him through the keyhole :

:

Fear not; the cause is God's for which you are here, and he will plead it himself: therefore be not concerned about me and the children, for he that feeds the young ravens will be mindful of us. He will give you strength for your day, and after we have suffered a while he will perfect that which is lacking in our souls, and then bring us where the wicked cease from troubling, and where the weary are at rest.'

Early in the morning he was marched under a guard to Leeds; the other pressed men were ordered to the alehouse, but he was sent to prison, and there he thought of the poor pilgrims who were arrested in their progress; for the people came in crowds and looked at him through the iron grate: some pitied and others reviled him. The