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JOHN WESLEY was the most influ- perhaps than any man ever did beential man of the eighteenth century. fore in the same number of years, He had in his veins the best blood in but it was hidden beneath the indifEngland. On both sides he “be. ference and conceit and contempt of longed to an unbroken ancestral the ruling and thinking classes of succession of English gentlemen.” his countrymen. He was a fellow and Greek lecturer It may furnish a theme for the in Lincoln College when he was speculation of the curious, however, twenty-three years of age. Zeal and to understand how it were possible enthusiasm in behalf of men led him for a man like the late Mark Patteinto disregard of ecclesiastical rules. son, the distinguished rector of LinHe was unsophisticated and simple, coln College, not to know anything and human enough to think that scarcely of Wesley or his work, when men

so valuable as to be Wesley had been a fellow of his own worthy of saving at the cost of college. This was brought out one precedent. This was too much for day when Hugh Price Hughes exthe clergy of the time. They closed pressed his surprise to Mr. Patteson upon him the door of every church that even his college had no adein England. Nothing was left him quate memorial of the most distinbut the open air, the fields, and the guished fellow that ever adorned its wide encompassing sky. He lost common room. What other fellow the pious light that comes through of Lincoln," added Mr. Hughes, " or, stained windows, the soft music from indeed, of any Oxford college, had the solemn organ, and the sentiment twenty millions of avowed disciples inspired by the effect of lofty vault- in all parts of the world within less ings and exquisitely carved columns, than a century after his death.” but he gained commerce with nature “Twenty millions ! exclaimed Mr. and the secret of winning men to a Patteson, with a start, “twenty milbetter life. His work began to take lions! You mean twenty thousand !” on something of the immensity of Mr. Hughes had to repeat it three his new surroundings. The world times over to him before he could became his parish, and the human persuade him that he meant it. “I race was embraced in the sweep of had not the faintest conception,” his sympathy and enthusiasm. But, said the illustrious rector of Lincoln, nevertheless, this radical departure " that there were so many Methfrom the prescribed lines ordained odists." Yet the figures given by by ecclesiastical consensus for the Mr. Hughes to Rev. Mark Patteson life and work of a clergyman in the were really too low. The EcumeniChurch of England did cut him off cal Methodist Conference, which met from the university and cultivated in Washington in 1891, developed circles of English social life. Be- the fact that Wesley had a consticause of this, the prodigious amount tuency in all branches of Methodism of work performed by Wesley be- throughout the world of twenty-six tween the years 1738 and 1791 was millions not noticed or considered by the Journeying never less than 4,500 upper and educated circles of Great miles in any year, and always until Britain. He had accomplished more his seventieth year on horseback,

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before turnpike or macadamized and collections of tunes. He pubroads were known, we would sup- lished his own sermons and journals, pose that Wesley gave himself up and started, in 1778, one of the first to horseback riding. In the fifty magazines ever published in Engyears of his ministry he travelled land, and which continues to this thus 250,000 miles. When we are day. Though he wrote in an age told that he preached forty thousand when books were not circulated as sermons in the fifty years of his they are now, he received for his apostolate—an average of over two publications not less than $150,000, each day—we wonder how the man all of which he distributed in charity had any time left for anything but during his lifetime. It was his preaching. When we take down desire, he said, to distribute his his works, and see that he wrote an money so fast that when he died it English grammar, a Greek gram- would be found he had not left mar, a French grammar, a Latin £50 behind. grammar, and a

w grammar, Yet in this enormous amount of we are led to conclude that he must literary work the energy of John have given his life to the study of Wesley was not exhausted. He the structure of language and the founded an orphans' house at Newwriting of grammars. But, in addi. castle, charity schools in London, tion to all this, Wesley wrote a and a dispensary in Bristol. He compendium of logic; he prepared made experiments in electricity, extracts for use in Kingswood School and believed he had found in it a and elsewhere from Phædrus, Ovid, surprising medicine, and had an Virgil, Horace, Juvenal, Persius, hour appointed every day when Martial and Sallust; he wrote an anyone might try the virtues of it. English dictionary ; commentaries He established a lending fund, from on the whole of the Old and New which many men got the money Testaments; a history of England that enabled them to lay the foundafrom the earliest times to the death tions of vast commercial enterof George II.; a short history of prises. He had a room in connection Rome; a compendium of social phil. with one of his preaching places in osophy, in five volumes; a concise London where poor women were ecclesiastical history from the birth invited to come and card and spin of Christ to the beginning of the cotton. He employed women who last century, in four volumes ; a were out of work in knitting, and Christian library, in fifty volumes, also sought to lessen distress by consisting of extracts from all the opening workshops. great theological writers of the uni- But with the opening and during versal Church. He prepared also the progress of the nineteenth cenmany editions of the "Imitation of tury the Wesleyan movement took Christ," and of the principal works such proportions that the of Bunyan, Law, Baxter, Madame tremendous significance of Wesley Guyon, Principal Edwards, and and his work could no longer be Rutherford, besides a great number kept in a corner. Macaulay went of short biographies, with an edition so far as to administer a withering of a famous novel of the time, “The rebuke to the literary charlatans of History of Henry, Earl of Moreland.” England who proposed to write the He wrote a curious book on medi- history of the eighteenth century cine, entitled, “Primitive Physic, or without taking notice of Methodism an Easy, Natural Method of Curing and prophesied that the breed would Most Diseases." He prepared nu- die out.

Mr. Lecky, one of the best merous collections of psalms and English historians, put himself on sacred songs, with works on music record as to the Wesleyan move

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ment in the following declaration : churches, and that John Wesley has “Although the career of the elder captured the evangelical churches. Pitt, and the splendid victories by John Henry Newman came to the land and sea that were won during conclusion that there was no middle his Ministry, form unquestionably way some years ago, and became a the most dazzling episode in the Catholic. John Wesley, also, in his reign of George II., they must yield, day, believed there was no middle I think, in real importance to that ground, and became a Methodist. religious revolution which shortly Wesley was afraid of nothing in before had begun in England by heaven in earth but doing the preaching of the Wesleys and

wrong. Whitefield."

Orthodoxy, with Wesley, consisted M. Edmond Scherer was

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in a holy, consecrated life, and he pressed with the work of Wesley took delight in quoting a piece of that he wrote to the Revue Des advice which the Archbishop of Deux Mondes of Paris that Meth- Canterbury gave him: “If you odism was a religious movement desire to be extensively useful, do that had changed the face of Eng. not spend your time and strength in land, and that "England as contending for or against such know it to-day is the work of Meth- things as are of a disreputable nature, odism." A distinguished professor but in testifying against open, noof theology in a German university torious vice, and in promoting real, writes, “ Methodism is on the point of essential holiness.” Having read becoming in evangelical Christianity the life of Ignatius Loyola, he spoke practically, if also unknown to many, of him as “one of the greatest men the ruling power, like Jesuitism in who ever lived." 'It is reported of Catholic Christianity.” He was by him that he quoted with approval no means a Methodist, for he re- the words of an author who said: garded this fact as in many respects

“What the heathen call reason, Soloone of the gravest signs of modern mon wisdom, St. Paul grace, St. Christianity. Hugh Price Hughes John love, Luther faith, Fenelon quite agrees with the German pro- virtue, is all one and the same fessor, and declares that all modern thing—the light of Christ shining in religious history is summed up in different degrees under different disthe two momentous facts that Igna

pensations."

Northwestern Christius Loyola has captured the Catholic tian Advocate.

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LINES BY LUCY SMITH IN “THE METHODIST MAGAZINE,"

APRIL, 1894.

RENDERED INTO LATIN BY ROBERT WINTON.

LORD, in Thy sky of blue

No stain of cloud appears ;

Gone all my faithless fears ;
Only Thy love seems true.

Help me to thank Thee, then, I pray,
Walk in the light, and cheerfully obey.

PATER, in cæruleo celo
Nubis umbram non video ;
Timor infidelis abest ;
Solùm amor verus adest ;
Gratum me fecisses precor ;
In via lucis gaude sequor.

Lord, when I look on high,

Clouds only meet my sight;

Fear deepens with the night ;
But yet it is Thy sky.

Help me to trust Thee, then, I pray,
Wait in the dark, and tearfully obey.

Quum suspicirem in cælo
Nihil nisi nubem viso ;
In tenebris timor crescit ;
Tamen coelum Pater fecit.
Fidēlem me fecisses precor,
Et per tenebris triste sequor.

6 AN OLD SALT'S YARN.”

BY REV. JOS. G. ANGWIN.

“ Yes, sir, I remember that voyage after him. Turning round to the quite well, and if you would like to mate the captain says: hear the story, I will try to tell it “ • Mr. Curtis, you may man the just how it happened. You see I windlass, and get the anchor away, was only ship's boy in those days. and hoist up the jib to swing her I had signed articles on board the head around. Hope, Captain Wardrof, for a trip “In a minute all hands of us was from Harbour Grace to Liverpool heaving all we knew on the windand back. The brig was in the lass, while the shanty-man was leadHarbour yonder with her anchoring us in a regular sailor's chorus. under foot, as we sailors say. Her I never hear the sailors singing topsail yards were mastheaded, and their shanty songs now that they the clewlines and buntlines were beave up their anchors and hoist loose, so that the sails hung in great their heavy sails with them steambags from the yards, all ready to be winches. It did not take long, I sheeted home. I was forrard, look- assure you, to point her head out ing away towards the old home on the harbour. Just after the men the hill, that I was a leavin' for the had sheeted home the tops'ls, dropped first time to go on a long trip. I the fore-course, and a man was sent had been used to going to Labrador aloft on each top-gallant yard to for the summer, but father and loose the sails, I heard the captain mother went along too.

I was

ask where that lubber of a boy was. standing there, when Mr. Curtis, Knowin' that it was me he wanted, the mate—isn't it queer, sir, that I went aft and I says: every one of the officers on board is · Here I be, sir; did you want Mister when he is spoken to, while

me?' the crew is · Bob !' or Tom !' or “ He told me to go down into the · You lubber you !'

cabin and clear away the everlastin' “ As I was a sayin', Mr. Curtis he mess there was there, for, says sung out to me: You, Bill Thomp- "All the cabin stores and everyson there, come aft here and stand thing else is higgledy-piggledy, so by the gangway, the captain is com- there's not floor room enough for a ing aboard."

Ay to stand on while he kisses his “ I jumped as if I was shot, and sweetheart.' rubbed the sleeve of my gansey “I goes down into the cabin, and across my eyes, for I had been cry. it was a funny looking place enough. ing – I was only a boy, sir, you 'Twas a little box of a concern about know-and ran aft, and throwed the ten feet square, with a table against end of the fore-brace to Pat Cleary, one bulkhead — what you would who was pulling the bow.oar of the call a partition, sir. Two benches, jolly-boat. A board of her was the one on each side of the table, were captain, and another man I had lashed to the cabin floor. Everynever seen before. The captain thing was chock full of boxes and helped the strange gentleman up bags and parcels and bottles of the side-ladder, and showed him the one kind and another, and Jim way to the cabin, telling him he Jones, the steward, was hard at would find the steward there to look work in his little pantry trying to

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find a place for his dishes, and a “The steward says to me: "Go, locker or some other spot to stow the Bill, and get the parson what he parcels in.

wants. Here's a jug to get some “ I didn't see the strange gentle- in from the cask by the long-boat.' man for a while, but by-and-bye I “I ran up on deck with the jugsaw him come out of a cubby hole they call them pitchers nowadays, I of a state-room on the port side. think—and brought down some fresh That cabin and them state-rooms- water and gave it to the parson, in there was three more like the one he a white mug the steward passed out came out of-wasn't a bit like the to me. saloons and state-rooms of the big " Thank you, my boy,' says he, liners, like the Etruria. I was "we'll know each other better by the down in her main saloon once, sir, time we get to Liverpool.' with a passenger. It was a lovely That's the way I began to know place, all bright with white paint parson A

parson A- We soon got fairly and gold, and cut glass glistening to sea ; every body found his place, in the racks, and great big looking and we had, first along, a very glasses—mirrors, I think they called pleasant time. The brig was just them—here and there, and a beauti- deep enough in the water to sail ful pianny by one of the bulkheads. well, and the old man—that's the The state-rooms was nice roomy captain, sir, begging your pardonplaces, with plenty of light and lots liked to crack on. My eye! how he of fresh air, and clean sheets and used to carry sail. The masts would things in the bunks

bend like fishin'-poles, and the wind“ That state-room out of which ward shrouds and backstays would the parson come—I knew he was um like fiddle-strings, they would a parson by this time from his be so taut. We had mostly fine white choker and black clothes weather and fair winds till we were was a very different kind of place, halfway across the herring pond. I can tell you. It was scarcely six Then the wind chopped round and feet long, and not more than four blew half a gale from the east'ard. feet wide, and was lit by what we “Every day the parson used to call a deck-light-a bit of thick walk up and down the quarter-deck, green glass set in the deck planks. and in the dog-watch, when all The narrow bunk was against the hands would be mostly on deck, he brig's side. There was no side-light would come forrard and talk to the nor any other way to let a breath of men and to me. On Sundays he fresh air into the stuffy little con- used to get the ensign spread on a cern unless it came between some quarter-cask, and, with his Bible on slats in the upper part of the door. that for a pulpit, would preach us a

“ The parson looked as if he had sermon. In those days he taught been sick for a long time-pale and me to read out of the Testament-a kind of weak, you know. I pitied thing I could never do before, havhim, he looked so washed-out like, ing had no chance to go to school and says I :

when I was a little chap, and not "Can I do anything for to help caring to go when I came to be a you, sir?' as I saw him looking hunk of a lad. While he was teacharound the cabin as though he was ing me to read he told me about my searching for something he could sins and my Saviour, and tried hard not find.

to get me to be a Christian. He did " He smiled at me, and says he : the same to the men-so they used · Yes, my boy, I'd be glad of a drink to tell in the fo'castle. Some of them of water, if you could get me one, used to laugh about it, but some was but do not leave your work for it.' serious like, and two or three times,

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