;-NRLF mmEm . 1EV . JOHN MT K K A V, RECORDS OF THE LIFE OF THE REV. JOHN MURRAY; LATE MINISTER OF THE RECONCILIATION, SENIOR PASTOR OF THE UNIVERSALISTS, CONGREGATED IN BOSTON, WRITTEN BY HIMSELF. THE RECORDS CONTAIN ANECDOTES OP THE WRITER'S INFANCY, AND ARE EXTENDED TO SOME YEARS AFTER THE COMMENCEMENT OF HIS PUBLIC LABOURS IN AMERICA. TO WHICH IS ADDED, A BRIEF CONTINUATION, TO THE CLOSING SCENE. BY A FRIEND. To Christian Friends this Volume makes appeal ; FRIENDS are indulgent.. ..CHRISTIAN FRIENDS CAN FEEV BOSTON: PUBLISHED BY MUNROE Aj|D *HUKo> NO. 4, CORNHItL. * 1816. -DAT' DISTRICT OF MASSACHUSETTS : To WIT : District Clerk's Office. BE it remembered, that on the sixth day of May, A.D. 1816, in the fortieth year of the Independence of the United States of America, JUDITH SARGENT MURRAY, of the said district, has eposited in this office the Title of a BOOK, the right whereof she claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit : " Records of the Life of the Rev. 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For those who, like this individual, have dwelt with rapture upon the blessed assurance of the boundless and enduring love of a redeeming God, as powerfully exhibited by those lips which rarely opened but to expatiate upon the glad tidings which was the theme of the angelic song : For those, who loved the philanthropic, the in- spired Preacher, for the sake of the glorious in- spiration ; these sheets will possess the strongest, and most important interest : To such, and to such only, they are addressed. It is in compliance with their solicitations that they are sent into the world, and it is not even expected that those who turned a deaf ear to his consolatory message, and who knew not the powers of his mighty mind, or the pure, and exalted benevolence of his heart, will have any interest in inquiring, " What manner of man was he who told these things., nor what spirit he was of ?" BOSTON, MAY*, 1816. M189264 CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. An account of the Author's birth and parentage, with succeed- ing events until the decease of his father . . Page 4 CHAPTElf II. Record continued until the Author's departure from Ireland 42 CHAPTER III. Arrival in England, and further progress of the INEXPERI- ENCED TRAVELLER 62 CHAPTER IV. The Author becomes a happy husband, a happy father. He em- braces the " truth as it is in Jesus," and from this, and other combining causes, he is involved in great difficulties. Death deprives him of his wedded friend, and Ids infant son, and he is overtaken by a series of calamities ... 90 CHAPTER V. The bereaved man quitting his native shores, embarks for America, indulging the fond hope of sequestering himself in the solitude for which he sighed. But, contrary to his ex- pectations, a series of circumstances unite to produce him a Promulgator of the gospel of God our Saviour . . 117 CHAPTER VI. Record continued from the September of 1770, to the winter o/1774 134 CHAPTER VII. Summary Record of Events from January 1775, to October 1809; with a fac simile of General Washington's hand writing 195 CHAPTER VIII. Record continued from October, 1809, to September, 1815, in- cluding the closing scene 228 CHAPTER IX. Conclusion 233 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY CHAPTER I. Containing an Account of the Authors Birth and Parentage, until the Decease of his Father. How sweetly roll'd over the morning of life, How free from vexation, from sorrow and strife ; Kind Nature presented rich scenes to my view, ' And every scene she presented was new. But soon was the morning of life clouded o'er, And its charming serenity lost ; Too soon was I forc'd to abandon the shore, And on ocean's rude billows be tost. "W/'OUR earnest solicitations, my inestimable, my best friend, have, with me, the force of commands, and consequently I am irresisti- bly impelled to retrace for your gratification, as many of the incidents of early life, as live in my memory. Assured of your indulgence, I unhesitatingly commit to your candour, and to your discretion, the following sheets. I am induced to regret, that my anecdotes of this charming season are not more multiplied. Were my recollection perfect, my enjoyments would be reiterated, but this would not be right, therefore it is not so ; every season has its enjoyments, and the God of Nature has thought proper to keep them distinct, and appropriate. I think, if I mistake not, I was ushered into this state of being on the 10th day of December, in the year of our Lord 1741, four years before the rebellion, in Scotland, of forty-five. I mention this circumstance, as it proved to me, in early life, a source of some vexation. The re- bellion terminated in the destruction of many of the Scotch nobility of my name, and this same rebellion was long the subject of political con- 3 : LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. troversy, which generally finished in the execration of the Scots, and, on account of my name, I was looked upon as a party concerned. I drew my first breath in the island of Great Britain, in the town of Alton, in Hampshire. This town boasts a Church, a Presbyterian and a Quaker meeting-house ; a celebrated free school, an extensive and very useful manufacture, and it is environed by a plantation of hops. Alton is seated on the River Wey, 18 miles east-north-east qf South- Hampton, and 48 miles west-south-west of London. Being the first born of my parents, it is not wonderful that my ap- pearance gave much joy, nor that the little complaints, incident to infan- cy, gave great apprehension. It was in consequence of some little indisposition, that they solicited and obtained for me private baptism. My parents were both sincerely religious, though members of different sects. My father was an Episcopalian, my mother a Presbyterian, yet Religion never disturbed the harmony of the family. My mother believed, as most good women then believed, that husbands ought to have the direction, especially in concerns of such vast importance, as to involve the future well being of their children, and of course it was agreed, that I should receive from the hands of an Episcopalian minister, the rite of private baptism ; and as this ordinance, in this private manner, is not administered, except the infant is supposed in danger of going out of the world in an unregenerate state, before it can be brought to the church, I take for granted I was, by my apprehensive parents, believed in imminent danger ; yet, through succeeding years, I seemed almost exempt from the casualties of childhood. I am told that my parents, and grand parents, had much joy in me, that I never broke their rest nor disturbed their repose not even in weaning, that I was a healthy, good- humoured child, of a ruddy complexion, and that the equality of my disposition became proverbial. I found the use of my feet before I had completed my first year, but the gift of utterance was still postponed. I was hardly two years old, when I had a sister bom ; this sister was presented at the baptismal font, and, according to the custom in our Church, I was carried to be received, that is, all who are privately bap- tized, must, if they live, be publicly received in the congregation. The priest took me in his arms, and having prayed, according to the form made use of on such occasions, I articulated, with an audible voice, AMEN. The congregation were astonished, and I have frequently heard my parents say, this was the first word I ever uttered, and that a long time elapsed, before I could distinctly articulate any other. Indulged, LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 7 as I said, by bounteous nature, with much serenity of mind, every one was happy with me. I was fond of being abroad, and a servant was generally employed to gratify me. During- these repeated rambles, I experienced some " hair breadth 'scapes," which, while they excited the wonder of my good parents, they failed not to record. From these frequent promenades, I derived that vigorous constitution, or at least its stability, which has prolonged my abode in this vale of tears, through many serious disorders, which have seemed to promise my emancipa- tion. I do not remember the time when I did not behold the works of Nature with delight ; such as the drapery of the heavens, and the flowers of the garden, and of the fields ; and I perfectly recollect, before I was clothed in masculine habiliments, that I was delightedly occupied in opening the ground, throwing it into some form, and planting in reg- ular order, little sprigs broken from the gooseberry, or currant bushes. My pleasures of this nature were, however, soon interrupted by going to school ; this was my first affliction, yet, to imperious necessity, the sweet pliability of human nature soon conformed my mind : Nay, it was more than conformed ; I derived even felicity, from the approbation of my school dame, from the pictures in my books, and especially from the acquaintance I formed with my school mates. It does no appear to me that I was what the w r orld calls naturally vicious. I was neither querulous, nor quarrelsome ; I cannot trace in my mind a vestige of envy. I rejoiced in every advantage possessed by my little comrades, and my father was accustomed to exclaim, " Never, I believe, was such a boy ; he absolutely delights as much in the new garments worn by the children of our neighbours, as in his own :" and indeed, as far as I can recollect during this sweet morning of life, my most complete satisfaction resulted from the gratification of others. I never enjoyed any thing alone, my earliest pleasures were social, and I was eager to reciprocate every good office. It is true I encountered difficulties, from the various dispositions of those with whom I associated, but, in my infant bosom, rancour or implacability found no place. Being however too fond of play, and ambitious of imitating my seniors, I had little time for reading ; yet I learned, and at six years old could read a chapter in the Bible, not indeed very cor- rectly, but I rarely paused at a word; however difficult, still I read on. My father I remember used sometimes to laugkout a levity which, by the way, he seldom indulged but he did sometimes laugh out, and say, " This boy sticks at nothing, he has a most astonishing invention : 8 tlFK 0* HEV. JOHN MURRAf, / how it is he utters such sounds, and passes on with such rapidity, I can- not conceive:" but my blunders were more frequently marked by a staggering box on the ear, which necessitated me to stop, when I was obliged to recommence, and go over the whole again. This conduct originated, even at this early age, more fear than affection for my fath- er. I was studious to avoid his presence, and I richly enjoyed his ab- sence. To my brothers and sisters, w r ho were multiplied with uncom- mon rapidity, I was warmly attached, and as our mother contributed all in her power to our gratification, our pleasures were not surpassed, by those of any little group, which came under our observation. My parents were the religious children of religious parents, and grand parents ; they were the more religious on that account ; and, as the descendants of ancient noble families value themselves on their pedi- gree, stimulating their children from considerations of ancestry to act up to the illustrious examples which they exhibit and emblazon, uni- formly insisting that they shall avoid mixing with the plebeian race ; so, as soon as I appeared to pay attention to interesting tales, I was made acquainted with the characters of my grand parents. My paternal grandfather, however, possessed only negative religion ; that is, his affection for my grandmother obliged him to conform to her, in every thing ; and he esteemed himself happy, in being blest with a wife, who, from principle and inclination, was both able and willing to take upon herself the care, and culture of her children. How long this grandfather lived, I am unable to say, but my grandmother was, with respect to her religious attachments, more fortunate in a second marriage. She was united to a Mr. Beattie, a man of considerable note, in every point of view. It was by this gentleman's name, I became acquainted with my grandmother ; I remember, when very young, to have seen his picture, which gave me a very high idea of his person. It was his son, who was governour of the fortress, in the harbour of Cork. My grandmother soon lost this second husband, and never married again. She was, in the morning and meridian of her life, a celebrated beauty : the remains of a fine face were visible when I knew her, I never beheld a more beautiful old lady. Traces of afflu- ence were conspicuous in her dwelling, her furniture, and apparel ; she was an immediate descendant of an ancient and honourable family in France ; her father's name was Barroux, one of the Noblesse, and a dweller in the town of Paimboeuf, on the river Loire, between the city of Nantes, and the mouth of said river. Mr. Barroux having LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 9 buried his Lady, who left him two daughters, thought proper, as was then the custom of people of distinction, to educate his eldest daughter in England ; this step banished her from her native country, and from her father : she never saw either more. Attaching herself to a family of Episcopalians, she became a zealous Protestant, which, together with her selecting a husband of the same persuasion, confirmed her an Exile for ever. The irritated feelings of her father admitted no appeal, his affections were totally alienated, he was a high spirited, obstinate man, and he swore in his wrath, he would wed the first woman he met, pro- vided he could obtain her consent, and she were not absolutely disgust- ing. The first who presented happened to be his chambermaid, he made known to her his vow, was accepted with gratitude, and they were speedily married. Not many years after this event, the old gen- tleman died, leaving no issue by his second marriage, and, as he left no will, his daughter, who continued under the paternal roof, entered into possession of the whole estate ; she, however, survived her father only three weeks, when my grandmother became the only legal heir to the property, both of her father, and her sister. A large share of the personal estate was conveyed to England, by two priests ; and the real estate was tendered to my grandmother, on condition that she would read her recantation, renounce the damnable doctrines of the Church of England, and receive the Host, as the real presence. My grandmother, and my father, after a conference, which continued but a few moments, cheerfully concurred in a relinquishment of the estate, and united in declaring, that, on terms so calculated to prostrate their integrity, they would not accept the whole kingdom of France. The clergymen returned to the Gallic shore, and the person left in the house, for the purpose of taking charge of the estate, until the heirs at law should recover their senses, continued in quiet posses- sion of an inheritance, worth five hundred pounds sterling per annum. When the estate was thus, upon religious principles, surrendered, I was about five years of age ; but having frequently heard my father circum- stantially relate the transaction, as I advanced in life, my bosom often acknowledged a latent wish, that he had accepted an inheritance, to which his natural claim was indubitable, upon the terms offered by the ecclesiastics, which were, that my grandmother, and my father, should, in so many words, qualify themselves for the possession of their right, while, in their hearts, they continued to judge for themselves. But from a conduct so questionable, the guileless heart of my upright parent 10 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY, spontaneously revolted ; and, for myself, while revolving years gave me to exult in his decision, the detection of so reprehensible a principle, in my own bosom, and at so early a period, originated much contrition. Yet, notwithstanding the very considerable sacrifice made by my father, his uniform efforts commanded all the necessaries, and many of the elegancies of life. His children multiplied ; four sons and five daugh- ters augmented his felicities, he received from nature a strong mind, his parents bestowed upon him a good education, and he was univer- sally respected and beloved. The parents of my mother were well known to me, her father's name was James Rolt, his ancestors were all English ; he was in early life a bon-vivant, and even when he became the head of a family, his repre- hensible pursuits were nothing diminished ; the silent sufferings of his wedded companion were strongly expressed in her wan countenance, and broken health. The circumstances of his conversion from dissipa- tion to a life of severe piety were rather remarkable ; and were consid- ered in his day as miraculous. Of the piety of my paternal grandfather, or my maternal grandmother, I have little to say. I have never heard that they allowed themselves in any improper indulgencies, and as they were the admirers of their devout companions, it is a fair conclusion, that they were at least nega- tively pious, and that if they did not lead, they cheerfully followed, in cultivating a pious disposition in the minds of their children ; and, by consequence, Religion became the legitimate inheritance of my imme- diate parents. The conversion of my paternal grandmother, from the tenets in which she was educated, increased her zeal, while the inheri- tance, sacrificed from conscientious principles, gave her to consider her- self more especially heir of an inheritance incorruptible, undefiled, and that fadeth not away ; and conscious that she had fully concurred with my father, in depriving their children of a temporal treasure, they were sedulously anxious to inculcate a persuasion of the necessity of securing another. It is wonderful, that while it was the great business, both of my father and my mother, to render their children feelingly solicitous to secure an interest in the Redeemer, that they might thus be entitled to a blessed and happy futurity, they were both of them very rigid Calvini^s. The doctrines, taught by that gloomy Reformer, they undeviatingly taught in their family : and hence my soul frequently experienced the extreme of agony. Naturally vivacious, to implant religion among my LIFE OF KEY. JOHN MURRAY. 11 juvenile pleasures required the most vigorous and uniform effort. Reli- gion was not a native of the soil, it was an exotic, which, when planted, could only be kept alive by the most persevering attention. Hence Religion became a subject of terror. I was not ten years old when I began to suffer ; the discovery of my sufferings gave my fond father much pleasure, he cherished hope of me when he found me suffering from my fears, and much indeed was I tortured by the severe, unbend- ing discipline of my father, and the terrifying apprehensions of what I had to expect from the God who created me. The second son of my parents was naturally of a pensive, gloomy disposition. He was more piously disposed, and less fond of amusement than myself, and hearing much of Cain as the eldest son of Adam, of Esau as the eldest son of Isaac, and of Abel, and Jacob, as the younger sons, my soul was frequently filled with terror, verily believing my brother was the elected, and myself the rejected of God. This appalling consideration, even at this early period, frequently devoted my days and nights to tears and lamentation. But stability dwelt not with me, and the pleasing expect- ations of my father were often blasted ; my attachment to my play- mates, and their childish gambols, revived, and when engaged in appro- priate amusements, I often forgot the immediate terror of the rod, and of future misery ; both of which, as often as I reflected, I painfully believed I should endure. My father took every method to confine me within his walls ; it was with difficulty he prevailed upon himself to permit my attendance at school, yet this was necessary, and to school I must go; while that rigid and extreme vigilance, which was ever upon the alert, produced effects diametrically opposite to the end pro- posed. My appetite for pleasure increased, and I occasionally prefer- red the truant frolic, to the stated seasons of study, yea though I was ' certain severe castigation would be the consequence. Pious supplica- tions were the accompaniments of the chastisements which were inflict- ed, so that I often passed from the terror of the rod, to the terrify ingi apprehensions of future and never-ending misery. Upon these terrific! occasions, the most solemn resolutions were formed, and my vows were marked by floods of tears. I would no more offend either my father, or his God ; I dared not to say my God, for I had heard my father declare, that for any individual, not the elect of God, to say o/God, or to God, " OUR FATHER," was nothing better than blasphemy ; when most devout, I was prevented from deriving consolation from my pious breathings, by a persuasion that I was a reprobate, predestined to eter- : 12 LIFE OP REV. JOHN MURRAY. nal perdition. In fact, I believed that I had nothing to hope, but every thing to fear, both from my Creator, and my father : and these soul- appalling considerations, by enforcing a conclusion, that I was but mak- ing provision for alternate torture, threw a cloud over every innocent enjoyment. About the time that I attained my eleventh year, my father remov- ed to Ireland, and though I dreaded going with him any where, I was the only individual of the family whom he compelled to accompany him. Yet I was captivated by the charms of novelty. London filled me with amazement, and my fond, my apprehensive father, was in continual dread of losing me ; while the severity he practised to detain me near him, by invigorating my desires to escape from his presence, increased the evil. We quitted London in the middle of April, and reaching Bristol, tarried but a little while in that city. At Pill, five miles from Bristol, between my father and myself, a final separation was on the point of taking place. In the Bristol river the tide is extremely rapid, I step- ped into a boat on the slip, and letting it loose, the force of the current almost instantly carried it off into the channel, and had it been ebb in- stead of flood tide, I must inevitably have gone out to sea, and most probably should never have been heard of more : but the flood tide carried me with great rapidity up the river, and the only fear I experi- enced was from the effects of my father's indignation. The poor gen- tleman, with a number of compassionate individuals, were engaged, until almost twelve o'clock, in searching the town, and the harbour, and had returned home relinquishing every hope of my restoration. In the midst of the stream I found a large flat-bottomed boat at anchor, to which, making fast the boat I was in, I consequently proceeded no farther. At midnight, I heard voices on the side of the river, when earnestly imploring their aid, and offering a liberal reward, they came in their boat, and conveying me on shore, conducted me to my lodg- ings ; but no language can describe my dismay, as I drew near my father, who was immediately preparing to administer the deserved chastisement, when the benevolent hostess interposed, and in pity- moving accents exclaimed : " Oh, for God's sake, let the poor Blood alone ; I warrant me has suffered enough already." My father was softened, perhaps he was not displeased to find a pretence for mildness ; he gave me no correction for this offence ; he even treated me with unusual kindness. We were detained in Pill three week^, wishing for LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 13 a favourable wind, three weeks more at Minehead, and three weeks at Milford Haven. Thus we were nine weeks in performing a passage, which is commonly made in forty-eight hours, and instead of my fa- ther's reaching Cork before the residue of his family, they were there almost at the moment of our arrival. In Cork we were at home ; there dwelt the respected mother of my father, and in easy circumstances ; many changes, however, had taken place in her family, although the remains of affluence were still visible. My father fixed his residence in the vicinity of this city, and a most pleasing residence it proved. About this time the Methodists made their appearance, and my father was among the first who espoused their cause. His zeal for vital re- ligion could hardly be surpassed, and it appeared to him that this in- iiate, and holy operation, rejected by every other sect, had found refuge in the bosoms of these exemplary people. But though my father es- poused the cause, he did not immediately become a Methodist : the Methodists were not Calvinists. Yet, if possible, he doubled his dili- gence, he kept his family more strict than ever ; he was distinguished by the name of saint, and became the only person in his vicinity, whom the Methodists acknowledged as truly pious. With the religion of the Methodists I was greatly enamoured ; they preached often, and in the streets ; they had private societies of young people, and sweet singing, and a vast deal of it, and an amazing variety of times, and all this was beyond expression charming. At this period the health of my father began to decline. Physicians concurred in opinion, that his complaints indicated a pulmonary affection. Again his efforts were renewed and invigorated, and, poor gentleman, his labours were abundantly multipli- ed. The ardent desire of his soul was to render every individual of his family actively religious, and religious in his own way ; but as his chil- dren necessarily mingled more or less with the children in the neigh- bourhood, they caught words and habits which he disliked, and applica- tion was made to the rod, as a sovereign panacea. In the course of my twelfth year, my father was overtaken by a very heavy calamity ; his house, his houses, and indeed almost every thing he possessed, were laid in ashes. He had only a moment to snatch to his bosom a sleeping infant from its cradle, when a part of the house fell in ; an instant longer and they would both have been wrapped in the surrounding flames, and a deep sense of this preserving mercy accompanied him to his grave. Thus every event of his life seemed to combine to render his devotions more and more fervent. I< 14 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. was happy for us that my respectable grandmother still lived, whose extricating hand was an ever ready resource. It was my father's constant practice, so long as his health would per- mit, to quit his bed, winter as well as summer, at four o'clock in the morning ; a large portion of this time, thus redeemed from sleep, was devoted to private prayers, and meditations. At six o'clock the family were summoned, and I, as the eldest son, was ordered into my closet, for the purpose of private devotion. My father, however, did not LIFE OF REY. JOHN MURRAY. 27 Credit ; the child of so many prayers could only be as I was. I was at this time about sixteen years of age, but commencing life so early, I felt like twenty, and I anticipated all the enjoyments which awaited me. About this period, our society were gratified by a most unexpected acquisition. A gentleman of great fortune, who had been a virulent opposer of the Methodists, became a zealous convert to their tenets, and, with his lady, joined our congregation ; no event had ever given such exultation, such complete satisfaction. They had belonged to the Presbyterian meeting, and their numerous kindred, worshipping there, continued inveterate adversaries. Between my father and the new convert the warmest friendship took place ; and his good lady, who was indeed one of the first of women, became as warmly attached to our family as her husband. They had been converted at the same time ; and as new converts are always the most zealous, this good couple, although advanced in years, used to rise at four in the morning, in the depth of winter, and go round among the neighbours, in order to arouse them in time to attend morning service, which was regularly at five o'clock, winter and summer ; our house being in the way, they never omitted calling upon us ; my father was not always well enough to accompany them, but I never failed, and the delight they took in me was great. Their family consisted of two sons, one older than myself, and one of my own age, and two daughters younger than their broth- ers : for a long season this family, and ours, spent at least a part of every day together ; they met constantly at Church, and had bpside many private interviews. Mr. Little, the name of our new friend, be- longed to a class of which my father was the leader, and Mrs. Little to my mother's band. The classes generally consisted of twelve, beside the leader. The band was formed from the classes, and consisted of six, beside the leader. These bands were composed of true believers, and of one sex, and condition : The single women, the married wo- men, and the widows, the single men, the married men, and the wid- owers. My mother was a leader of a band of married women. The youth, I have mentioned, of my own age, sought and obtained my con- fidence ; I conceived for him the warmest affection, and I had every reason to suppose the attachment mutual ; we passed many delightful hours together, and the discovery of our friendship gave real satisfaction to our parents. The eldest son adhered to the Church, the family had left'; and the only daughter who was of age to decide, embraced the principles of her parents. From our connexion with these worthy 28 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. people, I derived great pleasure; I was much beloved by the principal*: of the family, and I had great delight in the society of their children. I have frequently retired with my young friend to read, and pray, we had in fact no solitary pleasures. It was in the closet of this friend, that I first became acquainted with Addison, Pope, Parnel, Thomson, and Shakspeare ; we read those writings together, never shall I for- get the avidity with which I seized, and the delight with which I pe- rused those authors, I was beyond expression fascinated by their num- bers ;" but I thought best carefully to conceal this new source of enjoy- ment from my father. The library, to which I thus obtained free ac- cess, was very extensive : besides the books already named, it contain- ed much to attract a young mind ; novels, essays, and histories, by a frequent perusal of which, I was both informed, and improved. Thus, in the full enjoyment of sweet serenity, glided on many happy months ; my time was divided between the habitation of my father, and his friends ; I enjoyed the warm regards of every individual of this amiable family, the eldest son excepted, nor was he a malignant foe ; he con- tented himself with making a jest of our devotion, which only served to attach us the more closely to each other : but, as the affection of the youngest son grew for me, it appeared to diminish for his brother. This fact rendered his parents unhappy, and I myself was seriously af- flicted, lest I should be regarded either directly, or indirectly, as the source of their inquietude. They, however, did not hesitate to impute to their eldest son's aversion from religion every thing unpleasant be- tween their children, and I had credit for my full share of that redtitudc, and correct conduct, to which their youngest son was, by nature, so uniformly inclined. It must, however, be confessed, that the first-born was not without causes of irritation ; I was evidently the brother of his brother's affection, I was the object of his parents' regard, his eldesl sister discovered, on all occasions, a very strong partiality for me, and even the youngest, a child of about six years old, made me the confi- dant of all her little secrets, often hung about my neck, with infantile fondness, while her sweet endearments were precious to my heart. It was not then, I repeat, very wonderful, if the young gentleman, who felt himself aggrieved, should become very unhappy, and very much my enemy. While I was thus considered as a child of this family, a young lady, a distant relation of Mrs. L'ttle, was introduced as a visitor; she also was a Methodist, and of great piety. My young friend, and myself, were in the parlour when she entered, but soon withdrew, when we LIFE OF KEY. JOHN MURRAY. 29 both agreed, she was the most ordinary young woman we had ever beheld ; she was, I presume, more than twenty -five years of age, under the common stature, of a very sallow complexion, large features, and a disagreeable cast in her eye ; yet this same young lady had not been more than three weeks under the same roof with us, before we both became violently in love with her. Many days however elapsed, be- fore either became acquainted with the passion of the other ; but t could never conceal any thing long, especially from this my second self: and on a summer evening, as we pursued our usual walk through a flowery mead, on the margin of a beautiful river, both sadly pensive and sighing, as if our hearts were breaking, my friend mournfully in- quired : " What, my dear Murray, afflicts you ? why are you so sad ?" I am ashamed of myself, I cannot tell you the cause of my distress. " Not tell me ! would you, can you conceal any thing from me ?" I felt the full force of a question , asked in a tone of endearing sympathy, No, my friend, you shall be made acquainted with my whole heart, I will have no reserves to you : but you, you also are unhappy, and I am ignorant of the cause ! " Depend on it, I shall not hesitate to give you every mark of confidence, when you shall set the example." Well then, my brother, my friend, will you not wonder, (and indeed I am myself astonished) when I assure you, that I have conceived for Miss Dupee the strongest, and most tender passion ! He started, ap- peared confused, and for some moments we both continued silent. At length, taking my hand, he said : " I pity you from my soul, 'nor do I blame your attachment ; for, however unattractive in person, who that hears Miss Dupee converse, who that has any knowledge of her mind, can avoid loving her, even as you love her ; and to prove to you how fully I am qualified to sympathise with you, let me frankly own, that I also love this charming woman." This unexpected avowal greatly afflicted me, I trembled lest so strong a passion, for the same object, should eventually prove fatal to our friendship. I expressed to this dear, amiable youth my apprehensions, when he caught my hand, and with glistening eyes, exclaimed : " Never, my brother, no never tliall any thing separate between thee and me. By first communicating your sentiments, you have acquired a prior right, which I will not, dare not invade. No one else shall hear of my infant love, I will not allow myself to see her, but when seated by your side ; and although I love her more than any body I ever have, or, as I believe, ever shall see, I never will be the cause of your unhappirfess." This generosity war E JU LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. truly affecting. I caught him to my bosom, I wept, I even sobbed a* I held him to my heart, and unable to bear his superiority, I exclaimed : No, my noble-hearted friend, never will I accept such a sacrifice : we are yet to learn for which of us her heavenly Father has designed this treasure. Let us both, as occasion may occur, indulge ourselves in her society, and should the event prove that you are the highly fa- voured mortal, I hope, and believe, I shall willingly resign her, and content myself with listening to her heavenly accents. And, truth to say, she possessed a most enchanting voice ; a most fascinating manner, ad- mirably calculated to gain hearts, especially young hearts, simple, and softened by Religion ; and, what was above all bewitching, she sang the most divine of Mr. Wesley's hymns in a most divinely impressive manner. While, however, we were mutually acceding to this wise plan for the disposal of Miss Dupee, it never once entered into our heads, that she very possibly was not designed for either of us. Perhaps tew youthful bosoms have ever endured a greater conflict between love, and friendship : We experienced both in no common degree, but friendship in both our hearts became triumphant. This amiable woman contin- ued, for some time, decidedly the object of our deliberate election, but I had, however, reason to believe my attachment the strongest, for it deprived me of both rest, and appetite. For the first time, I began to tag rhymes : I have sat by the hour together upon an eminence, whence I could behold her habitation, poetizing, and sighing, as if my heart would break ; I had some reason to believe she had discovered, and was diverted with my passion ; indeed she must have laughed at me, if she had not despised me. After a long struggle between my hopes, and my fears, I ventured to address a letter to Miss Dupee, filled with the warmest professions of eternal affection, and conjuring her, at least to grant me leave to hope. I dared not entrust a domestic with this let- ter, lest it should be discovered by my father, for the dread of meeting a refusal from my mistress was not more terrible to my imagination, than that my father should obtain knowledge of my temerity. One night, therefore, returning from the society, with e r, and trembling, I put my letter into her hand, humbly requesting she would honour it witji a secret perusal. She took it, and, gypsey as she was, absolutely pressed my hand, which pressure almost suffocated me with transport ; I parted from her at the door, and from that moment neither slept, nor eat, till I was cured, radically cured. It was upon a Wednesday night, T delivered my letter : what did I not suffer from the torture of sus- LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 31 pense, until Friday evening ; nothing could I hear of, or from her, I was afraid to go to Mr. Little's, I feared every thing, but the thing I had most reason to fear the contempt and indignation of my own father. It never once entered my thoughts, that she would communi- cate my letter to any one, and least of all, that she would expose me to my father ; but instead of writing me an answer, such an answer as my fond, foolish heart, sometimes ventured to expect, she inclosed my very first love-letter to the very last person in the world to whom I should have chosen to confide it ! 1 was at this time debilitated by the want of rest and food, which, for the preceding fortnight, I had rarely taken, and upon this Friday evening, as I entered the presence of my father, an unusual dread pervaded my spirits. It is too true, I never appeared before him, without apprehension ; but, upon this oc- casion,! was unusually agitated : but how were my terrors augmented, when my father, with a countenance of the most solemn indignation, ordered me to approach. The season of castigation had gone by. indeed my father was too feeble to administer corporeal chastisement, but, like the Prince of Denmark, although he did not use daggers, he could speak them he could look them. I cannot now remember who, or rather how many, were present ; my mother, and my brothers and sisters of course. My poor mother, I am confident, felt keenly for me, although she dared not interfere. " Come hither, sir," said my father ; " approach, I say." I drew near, with fear, and trembling, but yet I knew not why : When, fixing his piercing, penetrating eyes upon me, with a look of such sovereign contempt, as almost struck me blind, he began very deliberately to search his pockets; after a pause,which seemed interminable, out came a letter. I was instantaneously covered with a most profuse perspiration ; I trembled and became so faint, that I was obliged to catch at a chair for support. But my father continued slowly opening the killing letter, and looking alternately at it, and its author, and curling his nose, as if his olfactory nerve had been annoyed by something extremely offensive, he again fixed his eyes upon me, and tauntingly said : " So, you poor, foolish child, you write love-letters, do you ! you want a wife, do you ?" and, feigning an attempt to read it, but pretending inability, he extended it to me, saying : " Take it, thou love-sick swain, and let us hear how thou addressest thy Dulcinea." I burst into tears, but I confess they were tears of wrathful indignation, and at that moment I detested the lady, my father, and myself. " Go," continued my father, " Go, thou idle boy, depart instantly out of my LIFE OP REV. JOHN MURRAY. sight :" and out of his sight I accordingly went, almost wishing I might never again appear before him. This night I parted with my passion for Miss Dupee ; I sighed for an opportunity of opening my heart to m j ever faithful friend, I expected consolation from him, and I was not disappointed. Suspecting the business was the subject of conversation in the house of Mr. Little, I determined to go thither no more : with my friend, however, I took my usual walk ; he perceived the sadness of my soul, but it was a consolation to me to learn, that he was ignorant of the cause: I poured my grief into his bosom, and his indignation was unbounded ; hatred for Miss Dupee grew in his soul, yet, when I knew she had the goodness never to communicate my folly to any one, but my father, and this in a private letter, I could not but esteem her. So here rested the affair, and I wrote no more love-letters, until I ad- dressed the lady whom I married. Though I was not by this torturing business exempted from la belle passion, yet I was prevented by my fears from its manifestation. In fact it was not until I was in a situa- tion to make an election, as I supposed for life, that I was again con- demned to struggle with a sentiment so imposing, as that which had occasioned me so much vexation. Many fair faces attracted, and for a time fixed my attention, and I sometimes looked forward to the brightest, purest scenes of domestic felicity, which were however as visionary, as could have been conceived in the pericranium of the most confirmed lunatic. The religious melancholy, so pleasing to my father, again took pos- session of my mind ; once more at early dawn I haunted the church- yard, frequently repeating to myself, " The man how blest, who, sick of gaudy scenes, Is led by choice to take his favourite walk Beneath death's gloomy, silent cypress shades, To read his monuments, to weigh his dust, Visit his vaults, and dwell among the tombs." The intervening hours of public worship, on Sunday, were passed by me at Church, in appropriate meditation and prayer : the solemn stillness of the place aided my aspirations, and rendered me abundant- ly more gloomy ; but the versatility of my disposition still gave me to emerge, and I was then proportionably vivacious. In this zigzag manner I proceeded, gaining something every day, while I enjoyed a fine state of health, and the happiness of being much beloved by a large circle of respectable connexions. I still continued to cultivate my gar- den ; it was the best in the place, and being seen and admired by many. LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 33 my pious brethren were apprehensive it would become my idol ; but we all have our idols. Mr. Wesley was the idol of the many. One evening at a love-feast, when the whole society were assembled, -a pious sister, while narrating her experiences, looking earnestly at Mr. Wesley, vehemently exclaimed : " O ! sir, I consider myself as much indebted to God for you, as for Jesus Christ !" The whole company were greatly surprised, and, as I believe, expected Mr. Wesley would have reproved her for this speech ; but it passed, without any then expressed observation. The ensuing day it became the subject of animadversion, when I undertook to defend her, by remarking, that as she never could have had any advantage from Jesus Christ, if she had never heard of, and believed in him ; she certainly was as much indebted to Almighty God for sending Mr. Wesley, through whom she obtained this re- deeming knowledge, as for the Saviour, in whom she believed ! ! My close connexion with my young friend, although very pleasant to my social propensities, subjected me, nevertheless, to some pain. lie was indulged with more pocket money, than I could command ; and although he considered his stipend never so well employed, as when it contributed to my convenience, yet, disliking dependence, I had re- course to methods of obtaining money, which did not always please me ; I sometimes borrowed, and sometimes solicited gifts from my mother, which I did not find it easy to repay. It would have been well if neither my companion, nor myself, had been in the habit of spending money ; we derived therefrom no advantage ; it introduced us into company, where we were apt to forget ourselves ; it is true we were never inebriated, but we were often gay, and, for religious character?, too much offour guard. This dear youth was not, like me, habi uated to religion, he was not early disciplined by its most rigid laws ; I could with abundantly more facility turn aside with him, than he could pur- Sue with me the narrow path, in which I had generally walked. We became gradually too fond of pleasures, which would not bear examin- ation ; yet they were such as the world denominated innocent, although they strongly impelled us to gratifications disallowed by Religion. We were now fast advancing in life, and, with all the enthusiasm of youth, we were planning schemes for futurity, when lo ! my precious, my early friend, was seized by a malignant fever, which soon deprived him of his reason. I was on the verge of distraction, I. entreated permission to tarry constantly by his bedside ; the progress of the disease was astonishingly rapid, and in a few days this dear, this amiable youth. 34 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. whom I loved as my own soul, expired in a strong delirium ! Every one regretted the departure of this young man, every one sympathised with his parents, and many extended pity to me. I was indeed beyond expression wretched ; it was the first calamity of the kind, which I had ever been called to suffer, and my agonies were in full proportion to the strong affection, which I had conceived for the deceased. Society no longer possessed a charm for me, and yet the parents of the dear departed never willingly permitted me to quit their presence ; indeed, the love, they had borne their son, seemed to be entirely transferred to .me ; but their sufferings were incalculably augmented, when, in a few- succeeding weeks, their eldest, and only surviving son, fell a victim to the same fatal malady, which had deprived them of his brother ! Never before did I witness such sad, and heart-affecting sorrow : a gloomy Religion is always increased by scenes of melancholy, hence the horrors of my mind were beyond description. Every thing I had done, every word I had uttered, not strictly conformable to the rule of right, re- turned upon my mind with redoubled terror, and in the midst of these agonizing fears, I was violently seized by the same fever, which had destroyed my friend. I was, upon the first appearance of this mortal disease, exceedingly alarmed, but in a few hours it prostrated my rea- son ; my mother appeared to me as a stranger, and although I recog- nised my father, I was not afraid of him. I understood every thing which was said by those about me, and I suffered much in consequence of their expressed apprehensions and predictions : and I have often thought, that attendants in the chamber of sickness do not sufficiently consider the situation of the suffering patient, or the possibility, that the freedom ot their remarks may augment his depression. I continued to linger, in the midst of extreme torture, through many weeks ; and so high, and unremitted was my delirium, that my parents, from a persua- sion that, should I be restored to health, my reason was forever lost, were reconciled to my departure. One particular I consider as aston- ing ; every thing, which passed in my mind through the whole of this protracted delirium, I can, to this day, recollect as well as any event, which has taken place in any part of my life. Contrary to the expec- tations of surrounding friends, I was gradually restored to perfect health, when I became still more endeared to the parents of my deceased companion ; they would have laid me in their bosoms, gladly cher- ishing me as the son of their affection. The old gentleman visited my father every day, and his lady was equally intimate with my mother. f. LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 35 1 wept with them, I prayed with them, and every day our mutual at- tachment acquired new energy. They expressed their wishes to my father, that I should become a permanent resident in their family. My father, apparently terrified, was unqualified in his rejection ! It would injure me by too high-raised expectations, it would give me indulgences, fatal to my future peace, and happiness. For myself, I had recently entertained an exalted opinion of my father ; and for his repeated, and, as I once believed, severe chastisements, gratitude glowed in my bosom ; consequently I was not inclined to act contrary to his "wishes in any respect, and he had sufficient address to avoid offending his friends. In fact, so exalted was their opinion of his wisdom, and piety, that they would have considered it criminal to censure him. I was now the very shadow of my father ; I visited, it is true ; But it was always under his guardian care. He began to derive pleasure from conversing with me, and our satisfaction was mutual j still, however, I experienced, in his presence, more of reverential awe, than filial tender- ness ; yet I gained more from his society in the last six months of his existence, than 1 had for many preceding years. His gradual decline, at length, rapidly advanced ; suddenly he became too much enfeebled to go abroad ; his friends, who were numerous, visited him frequently. Mr. Little, and lady, were almost constantly with him : they congratu- lated him, that God had heard his prayers, and given him a son to sup- ply his place, when he should be called home ; this, indeed, he consid- ered as a great consolation. Often with tears of pleasure has he wept over me, solemnly consecrating me by fervent prayer, and devout sup- plication. His devotional exercises, in his amily, were continued until the last week of his existence ; even when his voice was so low, that he could scarce articulate a word, we were drawn around him, when in whispers, as it were, he would, in the most moving manner, address the throne of grace in our behalf; and for me, as his first-born son, his orisons were still more frequently offered up, and always with tears. For many years my father had lost his apprehensions of death ; but he always suffered more or less in the dfead of dying. The taking down the house of his earthly tabernacle, 1 the agonies of dissolving nature, these anticipations frequently appalled his soul. We had got into pas- sion week ; my father was taken from his bed every day, until Good Friday, when it was impressed upon his mind, that he should be with his Redeemer upon Easter Sunday, He indirectly communicated this assurance to my mother : commanding me to be immediately sum- 36 LIVE OF KEY. JOHN MURRAY. moned to his presence, when he thus addressed me : " My son, the object of my soul's affection, for whom, during many years, I have wept and prayed, you see your weeping, praying father, now totally unable to utter a prayer, nor shall I ever pray in this dear family again. Let me, my dear, before I leave you, have the felicity of seeing, and hearing you take upon you the character you will very speedily be called to sustain ; let me hear you pray in the family, before I depart. There was something terrible in the thought of his departure, though we had for many years been taught to expect it, not only by his declin- ing health, but by his conversation, which had rendered us familiar with death. I cannot remember a day, on which he did not, on his first appearance in his family of a morning, say, " blessed be God, we are one day nearer our eternal rest :" yet the thought of assuming his place in his family, in his presence ; this \vas more terrible to me, than death itself. I became convulsed, a cold perspiration was diffused over my frame ; my father saw my agony, and bidding me sit down, took my hand, and addressing me in the language of sympathy, most affection- ately, most tenderly said ; " you have, my poor boy, often addressed your heavenly Father, and have not felt abashed : ought you to vener- ate your feeble, earthly father, more than the God who made you ? At the throne of grace I am upon a level with my son, and I need redeem- ing mercy as much as yourself. Let me, my dear child, be blessed with the privilege of seeing, and hearing you, in your new, and highly re- sponsible character, this night." I was dumb, I could not speak : my mother was requested to summon the family. " Come," said my father, " come near me, my children. God is about to remove from you your father, your supplicating father ; but my God, your God, will never leave you, nor forsake you. He will give you, in your brother, a friend, a guide, a father ; you must consider him, when I am gone, as in my stead ; you will unite with him in prayer, you will follow his direction, and God will abundantly bless you together. My prayers on his be- half are graciously answered ; they will, my beloved children, be an- swered on your behalf also ; for HE, who hath promised, is faithful, your father hath proved HIM faithful. Our God is indeed worthy to be trusted, HIS service is perfect freedom; serve the Lord, my children, and be happy ; obey your dear mother, strengthen the hands of your brother, and felicity will be your portion." He would have proceeded, but weakness prevented ; recovering himself, he called upon me to make good his expectations ; I kneeled down by his bedside in con- LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 37 vulsive agony, my mother kneeling upon the opposite side ; my broth- ers and sisters forming a circle which surrounded it, while the domes- tics kneeled near us. I prayed, I wept, I audibly sobbed : while my, only not divine, father, was in ecstacy. When I had finished, " Now, O Lord," he exclaimed. " let thy servant depart in peace, for mine eyes have seen, for my ears have heard, for my heart has felt, thy salvation. Come near me, my darling boy." Instantly I ran, and again I kneeled by his bedside ; he drew my head to his bosom, he wept over me, but his tears were tears of transport, when, laying his dying hand upon my head, he thus fervently supplicated : " O thou, Almighty God, who hath thus blessed, greatly blessed thy poor servant : Thou who hast been my God, and my guide, even unto death, bless, oh 1 bless this son, with whom thou hast blessed thy feeble supplicant : Give him thy supporting presence through life, direct him in the way he should go, and never leave him, nor forsake him : Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, thou covenant- keeping God, bless, bless, O ! bless this lad " Here his heart swelled too big for utterance ; after a few moments, recovering himself a little, he mildly requested me to place him properly in his bed. x I was beyond measure shocked to see what a skeleton he had become, his bones in many places through his skin. It was my wish to tarry with him through the night, but I could not obtain permission. " Go, my dear son," said he, " go to rest, and the God of your fathers be ever with you." This was the last time I ever heard his voice ; be- fore the morning dawned, I was summoned to attend not a dying,' but a deceased parent, whose value, until that agonizing moment, I had never sufficiently appreciated. My mother continued by his bedside, overwhelmed by sorrow ; the slumbers of my father were sweet, calm, and unbroken, until near midnight, when she perceived he was awake, and believing him to be speaking, she inclined her ear to his lips, and heard him say, while his heart, his full heart, seemed nearly bursting : " The souls of believers are at their death made perfectly holy, and do immediately pass into glory ; but their bodies, being still united to Christ, do rest in their graves till the resurrection." After a pause, he resumed : " At the resurrection, they shall be openly ac- knowledged, and acquitted in the day of judgment, and made perfectly blessed in the full enjoyment of God through eternity : Blessed, per- fectly bless ." Blessed he would have said, but he breathed no more. When I approached the bed of death, 1 beheld the remains of the do- parted saint, precisely in the position in which a few hours before I 38 1IFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. had placed him. Not a single struggle had the dear, apprehensive maa, during those expiring moments, which, through his whole life, he had expected would be productive of such extreme torture. He slept in Jesus, in full confidence of a glorious Resurrection. From this hour, until the interment, our house was thronged ; but of all our numerous friends, who by their presence expressed their sympa- thy, no individuals appeared more deeply affected than my future pat- rons, Mr. and Mrs. Little. My father was very dear to Mr. Little ; he mingled his tears with the widow, and her orphans. It was unnec- essary to tell me I had sustained an irreparable loss, my heart, my pierced heart, was every moment making the avowal ; I could now ful- ly appreciate my father's worth ; I felt I was bereaved, miserably be- reaved ; left to myself, and I knew myself well enough to justify the most spirit- wounding apprehensions. I retired to my chamber, to my closet, secretly indulging my overwhelming sorrow, and if I ever ex- perienced the fervour of devotion, it was then, when, throwing abroad my supplicating hands, I petitioned the God of my father to be my God also, entreating that he would graciously vouchsafe to preserve me from myself, my sinful self: all the hard, undutiful reflections, which I had secretly tolerated against this good, this honoured man, while he was enduring exquisite sufferings for the purpose of preserving me from evil, rushed upon my recollection, and an innate monitor seemed to say: " You may now, ungrateful boy, go where you please ; the prying eye of a father will no more inspect your conduct." It was now, in these moments of torture, that my father, as it should seem, first be- came known to me. It is true, he was severely good, his conscience was indeed sorely tender ; but, as far as he knew, he performed the will of God, at least in as great a measure as he was able, and when he be- lieved himself deficient, as he almost always did, it gave him great pain. The uniform sanctity of his life commanded the respect, the esteem, the affection, and even the veneration of all who knew him. He pos- sessed an uncommon share of natural abilities, and his acquirements were very respectable. He had read much ; History, Natural Philoso- phy, Poetry, these were all familiar to him ; but the sacred Scriptures, and books of devotion, were his delight. Human productions con- stituted his amusement, but the word of his God was his food. He was so acute a reasoner, that it was difficult to gain any advantage over him in argument; yet he was easily piovoked, but immediately sensible of error ; every deviation from propriety was marked by tears. He LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 39 had so much self-command, as never to strike a child in a passion, this he denominated a demoniac sacrifice ; he would first correct the an- gry man : but however painful the act, he never omitted what he con- ceived it his duty to bestow. He was a very tender-hearted man, and his piayers were rarely unaccompanied by tears. He mourned with the mourner, for he was himself a man of sorrow. Being for the last nineteen years of his life a confirmed invalid, he was constantly, and fervently looking toward his heavenly home sometimes with impa- tience, when, correcting himself, he would say, " Well, well, Heaven is worth waiting for : one hour, passed in the courts of my God, will be a rich remuneration for all terrestrial sufferings." It is the custom in Ireland, when any person of distinction or re- spectability is called out of time, to watch around their remains, night as well as day, until the body be entombed. The remains of my fath- er were affectionately attended, but they were attended in an uncom- mon manner ; as he differed from others in life, so these last honours differed from those usually bestowed. The morning immediately suc- ceeding his demise, our friends and neighbours assembled in our dwel- ling, when Mr. Little thus addressed them : " My friends, it hath pleased God to take unto himself the soul of our beloved brother; as he lived, so he died, a pattern of excellence ; we know, vrefeel, that he has not left his equal. We unite with this dear family in sensibly lament- ing the departure of our experienced friend, our guide, our comforter." Here he mingled his tears with those of our attendant friends. After a long pause, he proceeded : " Fellow mourners, the greatest respect we can pay to the remains of our inestimable, our heavenly guide, is to pass our time together in this house of mourning, not for him, but for ourselves, in the way which would be most pleasing to him, were he present ; we will therefore appropriate our hours to reading, and to prayer. One of our brethren will address the throne of grace, after which I will read a sermon, the production of Mr. Erskine, of whose writings the dear departed was remarkably fond." The prayer, the sermon, the concluding prayer, deeply affected every one ; and the evening witnessed a renewal of these pious exercises. Thus were our nights and days devoted, until the interment. On that day the throng was prodigious. *The worth, the good actions of my father, were the theme of many a tongue ; his praises were echoed, and re-echoed, while tears of sorrow moistened many an eye. Every one bore in his, or her hand, to the grave-yu. t, a sprig of bays, which, after the body 40 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. was deposited, was thrown over the coffin. But no word.s can describe my agonizing, my terrific sensations, when I reflected upon the charge which had devolved upon me. I remembered my father's words, on the evening preceding his exit, and I felt myself reduced to the neces- sity of assuming his place in the family ; but how much was I to suf- fer by comparison with him, whose place I was appointed to fill : yet, had T wished to avoid entering upon my office, my mother, the friends of my father, would have borne testimony against me. They throng- ed around me, they entreated me immediately to take charge of the family, and to commence my arduous task by devout supplications to Almighty God. I complied with their united wishes ; but no tongue can utter, no language can delineate the strong emotions of my soul : again I was convulsed, again I agonized ; the whole family were inex- pressibly affected. It was the most melancholy evening I had ever ex- perienced ; but my benighted spirit was suddenly refreshed, by a ray of consolation, emitted by the cheering hope, that my father's God would be my God, and that the fervent prayers he had offered up, in my be- half, would be answered in my favour. I was encouraged too by my mother, and by the friends of my father, who besought the Lord in my behalf, and who were daily reminding me of the interest, which my de- ceased parent unquestionably had with the prayer-hearing God. Yet, although soothed, and greatly stimulated, my new employment continued to distress, and appal my spirit. The conviction of every day assured me, that I was unequal to the arduous task I had under- taken. My mother was my ever-ready aid and counsellor ; but my brothers and sisters always remembered, that I was not their father ; and they were highly displeased, whenever I presumed to exercise over them paternal authority ; yet this I believed to be my duty, and, that I might be in every thing like my father, I took up the rod of cor- rection, seriou3ly chastising my brother, for the purpose of restoring him to the narrow path, from which he had wandered. But, although I had learned of my father to use the rod, I never could make it answer the same purpose ; in my hand, it only served to increase the evil, it became the signal of revolt ; and, while my brother continued incorrigi- ble, my other brothers, and my sisters, enlisted on his side. My mother, dear honoured sufferer, was exceedingly distressed ; she had in fact a difficult part to act ; she was fearful, whichever side she might espouse, would, by creating new irritation, make bad, worse, and yet, upon an occasion ^o interesting, we would not allow her to be silent, she must LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 41 positively attend to our appeals. But however arduous her task, she possessed discretion sufficient to meet it, and to produce an ultimatum completely satisfactory to all parties. She replied to our remonstrances, by a request to be allowed until the evening, succeeding our complaints, for serious deliberation. The interesting evening came. " Come, my children, all equally dear to my soul: come, the doors are now shut ; this is the time of evening ser- vice. There is the chair, which your pious, your aiFectionate father, once filled. Can you not remember the last time he addressed you from that seat. Let me, my dear children, let me repeat, as well as my memory will permit, what he said to us the last time he addressed ns from that chair. " Come," said he, " come near me, my children," when, folding his arms around your elder brother, and pressing him to his bosom, while shedding over him abundance of tears, and pouring out his soul in supplication for him, he most affectingly said : " I am, my dear child, hastening to that heaven, for which I have so long wait- ed. For you, ever since you were born, I have wept and prayed ; graciously hath my God inclined his ear to the voice of my supplica- tion. He hath blessed me, by giving me to see you, before I die, pre- pared, by divine favour, to take my place ; I leave you iny dear son, to act a father's part, when I shall be here no more ; let your mother, your brothers, and your sisters, receive from you that attention, and care, they can no more obtain from me ; but, although I shall be no more with you, your God, your father's God, will never leave nor for- sake you. Nay, my own beatified spirit may obtain increasing felicity, by being sometimes permitted to behold the order, and harmony of my beloved family, while collected before the throne of grace, with the love of God, and love of each other, glowing with divine ecstacy in every bosom." It was then, my precious children, that your devout father clasped you separately to his bosom ; you remember how he then spake to you : " I go, my beloved children ; you will no more hear my voice from this chair : 1 shall no more be able to pray with you, to advise, or to direct you. But, iny children, I leave with you a brother, who will perform to you the part of a father ; I leave him in my place ; it is my command, that he tread in my steps, as far as 1 have proceeded in the path of justice ; and, my dear children, I conj;u\ \ru to attend to his directions. The eldest son was, of old, the priest in the family of his father ; and if you love me, if you love your mother, if you would prove vour love to God, or even to your-clves. contribute 42 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. all in your power to strengthen the hands of your brother." You re- member he then embraced eacli of you, and wept over you ; and I pray you to remember, that you then solemnly promised, to perform all which your dying father directed you to perform. Perhaps the saint may be at this moment beholding us, in this very spot, in which, a few days previous to his departure out of time, he so affecting- ly, so tenderly admonished us " My mother paused, as if influ- enced by sacred awe of the presence she had supposed. We audibly wept ; we rushed into each other's arms, we embraced each other, and so long as we continued together, our affection, our piety, and our devotion were uninterrupted. CHAPTER II. -Record continued, until the Author s Departure from Ireland. Launched from the shore, on life's rough ocean tost, To my swol'n eye my star of guidance lost ; Torn, from my grasp, my path-directing helm, While waves, succeeding waves, my prospects whelm. IjTVY the malpractices of the second husband of my maternal grand- mother, a large share of my mother's patrimony passed into other hands. I accidentally obtained intelligence of some fraudulent pro- ceedings of the great personage, by whom it was then holden. We did not possess ability to support a prosecution for the recovery of our rights. Some time after the demise of my father, the person, who re- sided upon the estate, was sued for rent ; to this person I communicat- ed in confidence, what I knew to be fact. I assured him, the great man, who retained the estate, had no legal claim to it ; and I advised him not to pay the rent. He followed my advice, and the business came before a court of judicature. The gentleman, who sued the tenant, summoned me, as a witness, to prove, that the tenant had occupied the house the specified number of years ; thus I wai unexpectedly present at the trial, and the interference of providence produced a result, far beyond our most sanguine expectations. The tenant denied the right of the landlord to demand the rent, alleging, that if he paid it to him, he might hereafter be compelled to pay it to another. " To whom ?" interrogated the court. " To Mrs. Murray and her children, to whom LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 43 the estate in question properly belongs." I was then called upon for an explanation, and I boldly pledged myself to prove the truth of the testimony delivered by the tenant ; adding that I could make such a statement, as would render the affair abundantly clear to their Honours. I was immediately silenced, by the lawyers upon the opposite side, who produced a deed of the contested property, signed, sealed, and delivered ; I then requested the indulgence of the honourable court, while I observed, that, as I was not sufficiently opulent to procure eouncil, I presumed to solicit permission to plead my own cause. Full consent was unhesitatingly granted ; when I proved, to the satisfaction of the court, and jury, that this deed was signed, after the death of the husband of my grandmother ; and farther, that, had the man been liv- ing, the right of disposal was not vested in him. I consumed a full hour and a half, in unfolding a scene of wickedness, not to be defend- ed ; and I closed, by grateful acknowledgments to their honours, for the patience they had exercised. The jury retired, and speedily re- turned with a verdict in favour of the tenant. I immediately entered my claim, and a trial commenced, which terminated in my favour ; and I not only obtained the house in question, but two others, in like cir- cumstances, to the no small satisfaction of the public, and the mortifi- cation of the great man, and his lawyers. We immediately took pos- session of the house ; and our utmost gratitude to that God, who had interposed for us, was most powerfully excited. Here I had a very large, and, in no long time, a very well improved garden ; abounding with everything useful, and beautiful ; herbs, fruits, and flowers, in great abundance ; and my situation was fully adequate to my wishes. Harmony presided in our family ; but, alas ! gradually, as by common consent, we grew more careless of our domestic duties, and more atten- tive to public affairs : deriving a kind of amusement from what was passing abroad, which we could not obtain at home. We had many visitors, and consequently we frequently visited ; yet no individuals were so dear to us, as were Mr. Little, and his amiable family. I have repeatedly observed, that both Mr. Little, and his lady, had, from the death of their sons, regarded me even with parental affection ; I was only not an inmate in their dwelling ; and but for the charge, which the demise of my father had devolved upon me, they would not so long have delayed proposals, which, in a most serious manner, they ulti- mately made to my mother. Mr. Little was rather advanced in years ; he commenced his career without property, but he was prudent, and 1 \ 1-IFF. OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. industrious ; his lady was equally so : she brought her husband no more than one hundred pounds sterling, but she was a portion in her- self. Although uncommonly economical, and careful, her charities were yet very extensive ; she could assist, she observed, the children of penury, without loss ; for her resource was her own augmented indus- try. When this amiable couple became known to us, they possessed immense wealth ; and they had now but two surviving children daughters. We were passing a pleasant evening in their hospitable dwelling, throwing the eye of retrospection over past scenes, until our hearts were greatly softened. The departed sons, the deceased hus- band, and father, passed in review ; and were alternately the subjects of conversation, and regret. At length, Mr. Little thus addressed us : " I have lost my sons, and I have long viewed you, my young friend, in the stead of my buried children : It is true, I have many nephews, and I am urgently solicited, to receive one of them under my roof ; but I do not feel a freedom so to do, although I must absolutely have some one to assist me in the arrangement of my affairs : and I now tender to you, my dear young man, to you, who have so long been be- loved by every individual of my family ; I offer to you, the place of a son in my house, in my heart. And if you, madam, will consent ; and your son, thus sanctioned, will accept my proposal, he shall immedi- ately take possession of the apartment of his deceased friend (my la- mented son,) and I shall bless God for thus making up my loss." Mrs. Little, who sat by bathed in tears, most cordially united her solic- itations : the offer was too great to be rejected, we accepted it ^\ ith becoming gratitude, and, what rendered a proposal so liberal abundant- ly more pleasing, was an appearance, on the part of our benefactors, ot having received, instead of conferred an obligation. I attended my mother home, with mingled sensations of pain, and pleasure ; pain from the consideration, that I was leaving a family, which I had been accustomed to view as, in a very tender sense, my own ; and with which I should never perhaps in like manner again associate ; pleasure, from the reflection, that I was entering upon a new scene of life, from which I had a prospect, not only of independence, but affluence. It is true, upon my departure, which took place upon the succeeding morn- ing, I wept bitterly, so did my widowed mother, and her children ; and my tears again flowed, upon entering the apartments of my dear young friend, with whom 1 had passed so many pleasing hours. But, received by my new parents, and sisters, as the dearest of sons, and as LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAV. 45 the brother of their affection. Joy soon exhilirated ray spirits, and brightened upon my countenance ; I had the warm congratulations of all my friends, for it was noised abroad, that this very opulent gentle- man had adopted me as his son, and they went so far as to add, his son, and heir. All this was very pleasing to me, but the kindred of Mr. Little, were of course, highly irritated, and I became so much the object of their envy, and their hatred, that, whenever they visited their uncle, without deigning to speak to me, they studiously sought oppor- tunities of insulting me. This gave me pain, but it did me no real in- jury ; for, upon every instance of invidious conduct toward me, my parental friends, and their family, especially their daughters, studiously augmented their testimonies of esteem and affection. After I had passed some months with Mr. Little, he was visited by a young preacher, just entering the sacerdotal character, to whom I was much attached, and our friendship was mutual ; I was prevailed upon by this preacher, to accompany him upon a little journey ; I de- parted with the sanction of my patron. I had, in the societies with which I Ijad been connected, occasionally exhorted ; and I had been frequently urged by several of their preachers to aid them in their la- bours. Upon this journey I was, if I may so express myself, absolute- ly ensnared ; accompanying my friend to the assembled congregation, with an expectation of hearing him, he put his arm under mine, and helping me to ascend the temporary pulpit, erected for the occasion, he suddenly quitted me, and I was in a manner constrained to speak to the multitude. Thus, for the first time, I preached to a large con- course of serious and attentive hearers, in publick ; and, although at the appointed time I returned to my much-loved home, I continued, as opportunity offered, from that time forward, preaching whenever I journeyed, and even at home, when necessitated by the absence of the preacher. This made some noise in our little world ; but, as it was not displeasing to my honoured friends, I was not dissatisfied. My in- veterate enemies, however, being the nearest relations of the family in which I resided, were constantly endeavouring to undermine my inter- est in the heart of their kiiisman. I was to pass some time in a neigh- bouring city, and to render my visit more pleasing, my patron, at my departure, furnished me with a sum of money ; this sum I carelessly put into my pocket, without examination, until calling in my w r ay, upon my mother, I discovered, that my patron had, as I supposed^ made a capital mistake ; that he had given me gold, instead of silver. G 46 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. I mentioned this circumstance to my mother, in presence of one of her neighbours ; and without announcing my design, I immediately re- turned home, for the purpose of rectifying the error. Upon my unex- pected appearance before Mr. Little, with information of his mistake, he smiled, and said, that he never kept kis gold and silver together. " It was my design," said he, " to give you gold, but I advise you not to throw it away." I pursued my journey, and passed my time agreea- bly ; but whether I threw away the bounty of my benelactor, I do not, at this period, recollect, I only know that I brought not a shilling home with me : In fact, I was never sufficiently sensible of the value of mo- ney, to retain it in my possession. I was received, on my return from this visit, with uncommon pleasure ; and some time alter, my kind pat- ron, taking me into his private apartment, thus addressed me : " I need not, my dear, inform you, that you have many enemies, and I regret to say, that those enemies are among my nearest relatives ; but, continuing in the paths of rectitude, you will be beyond the reach of their most malignant calumnies. Soon after you left home the other day, the clergyman, who has recently become the husband of my niece, called upon me, requesting a private audience ; and when retired into this room, he observed, that he conceived himself in duty bound to ap- prize me, that I was not sufficiently acquainted with the character of the person I had adopted ; that he was not honest ; that he had obtained money from me, to which he had no right. " You gave him, sir, as you believed, some pieces of silver, but upon examination they proved to be guineas ; this fact I can prove ; and if he could thus act, what may he not do ?" I told this officious gentleman, that I had really in- tended to give you gold ; but that you, conceiving I had made a mis- take, forbore to appropriate the money, and speedily returned home, for the purpose of making the communication. Our clergyman departed, and you will easily conceive, not a little humbled. I mention this cir- cumstance to you, my son, to put you upon your guard. It is my wish, that, in future, you should not be so communicative." This lit- tle anecdote was exultingly repeated to me by the good lady, and her daughters, who never failed triumphantly to report every little occur- rence, which they believed would contribute, either to my pleasure, or my reputation. My establishment in this family rendered me an object of envy, even among some of my religious connexions. Objections were raised against my supposed erroneous sentiments ; I was more than suspected LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 47 of retaining my father's Calvinistic doctrines. Mr. Wesley received in- formation against me. He set a watch over me ; thus fixing upon me the evil eye of suspicion. A maiden sister, considerably advanced in years, became a dependent resident in the family of her brother. Her character was marked by duplicity, and she delighted in mischief. The tales she propagated were as various, as the parties which listened to her narrations ; and all her communications were made under the ) strict seal of secrecy. Young, and unsuspecting, I found it difficult to encounter enemies of such opposite descriptions. I had some friends, of whose affection I doubted not ; with these friends I passed much time, and I communicated to them every thing, and they, in their turn, communicated every thing to me ; while many circum- stances, thus confided, were, to rny great astonishment, in circulation ! My situation became uneasy to me ; I was fond of being in company abroad, this was very disagreeable to my friends at home ; they expected in me a friend and companion, who would, by reading and conversa- tion, give to their fireside new charms ; and both parents, and daughters, were mortified and disappointed. Mr. Little expressed his disappro- bation of my frequent absences. I was hurt, Mrs. Little shed tears, and entreated me to change my conduct. " You have," said she, " in this wide world no such friends, as we are disposed to prove ourselves : you will be abundantly more happy at home, than you can be abroad. You should supply to us the place of our deceased children : we ex- pect consolation from your society. You are greatly beloved in this house ; your enemies are not under this roof. For God's sake, i f you have any regard for us, if you have any regard for any of your friends, if you would secure your own happiness, or the happiness of your mother, do not thus conduct." Thus, with many entreaties, did this dear, affectionate lady, endeavour to arrest my wanderings ; and, while attending to her friendly lecture ., my best resolutions were in full force ; and I determined never to offend again. But going out to meeting, one, and another, of my religious connexions would take me by the arm ; I could not avoid engagements ; and when I returned home, every individual of the family, Miss Little excepted, had fre- quently retired to rest. The good girl waited to apprize me of her father's displeasure. Much did she expostulate ; and her expostula- tions were not always unmingled with tears. My mother was rendered extremely wretched ; I saw the gathering storm, but I had not suffi- cient fortitude to abide its ravages. My enemies derived consolation 48 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. from my indiscretion, and my infelicities daily augmented. Whenever I was censured, I was rendered more abundantly unhappy ; and I form- ed a serious resolution to quit both the family of Mr. Little, and the country, and to seek an asylum in my native place England. For many days I continued obdurate, no remonstrances could influence me; I must absolutely commence a traveller I must go to England. I had no object, yet I must depart for England I could not tell why, indeed. It was believed. I was distracted. What, relinquish fortune, and such connexions, and such a prospect ? for it was generally believed, that I was to be united in marriage with Miss Little. Nay, her father was in- formed, by his kindred, that I was absolutely clandestinely seeking to gain the affection of the young lady ; and that they believed I was already in possession of her heart. But Mr. Little gave no credit to this report ; he knew, that my evenings were passed abroad, and that this was the only source of dissatisfaction. It happened, however, one evening, when I had been out late, and he, according to custom, retired to rest, I found, on my return home, Miss Little waiting in the parlour, for the purpose of making a communication, which she conceived would be of consequence to me. We sat some time in a conversation, by which we w^re mutually interested ; she made known to me the invidious remarks of her uncles, and aunts, and their displeasure at her, for not uniting with them in their sentiments ; she dwelt upon the grief, which my in- attention to the wishes of her parents occasioned them ; and, upon this part of her subject, she became affected even to tears. I also was greatly affected, and for the first time in my life, taking her hand, I impressed upon it a kiss of fraternal affection ; when to our great as- tonishment, her father entered the apartment. Had we seen a spectre, we could not have been more appalled. He stood for some moments gpeechless, until fixing his eyes indignantly on my face, which was certainly covered with confusion, in a very pointed and significant manner, he said, " So, sir ;" and, taking his daughter by the hand, he conducted her from the parlour, leaving me to my own reflections. Words are inadequate to a description of my agonies, during the residue of that night. An idea of Miss Little, in any other character than that of a very dear sister, had never crossed my mind ; yet suspicion was now furnished with a weapon against me, which would abundantly en- force the reports retailed to Mr. Little, by his kindred. I have often wondered, that, at an age so susceptible of impression, I did not be- come more warmly attached to Miss Little ; she was a most lovely, LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 49 and amiable young woman ; and she certainly gave me every reason, which a modest, delicate, and sensible female could give, to believe she was not absolutely disinclined to listen to a tale of love. My apathy can only be accounted for, by a recurrence to an unquestionable fact ; my heart was wholly engrossed by my religious connexions. I passed this memorable night in my chamber, without entering my bed. I de- scended the stairs in the morning, with the feelings of a malefactor ; I dreaded the sight of every one in the house. Mr. Little saw me, but spake not to me ; Mrs. Little addressed me in the language of kind- ness ; their daughter was not present, and I am persuaded she was not reduced to the necessity of feigning indisposition, as a pretence for absence. After breakfast Mrs. Little, in a whisper, directed me to re- tire into the back parlour, where she would speedily join me. With trembling dread I obeyed ; she soon appeared, the shutters were clos- ed, just light enough to see her, and be seen by her ; I saw she had been in tears ; she was a most kind-hearted lady. I could not speak, she commanded me to be seated : I drew a chair for her, and another for myself ; she sat down, and I seated myself by her. After a pause, slie began : " Tell me, I conjure you, tell me, what I ought to under- stand by the appearances of this morning ? answer honestly the ques- tions I shall put to you ; but I know your answers will be literally- true. My poor girl is very much distressed ; her father is very reserv- ed, and very^sad, he will make no reply to my inquiries, and my child is also silent. Tell me, I repeat, what is the matter ?" I came home late last night, madam ; no one was up but Miss Little, who, like an affectionate sister, informed me she had something to communicate to me, with which I ought to be acquainted : I listened to her, till I be- came greatly affected with what I heard, and deeply sensible of her goodness ; w r e were mingling our tears, when thus thrown off my guard, I regret to say, that I am apprehensive I committed an unpar- donable offence ; I am mortified, while I confess to you, my dear madam, that I had the boldness to press to my lips the dear hand, which seemed extended to rescue me from indiscretion ; but indeed, my dear lady, it was the first time I ever dared to take so great a liber- ty, and I would give the world I had not then been guilty of so much temerity. At the moment Mr. Little entered, I felt as if I should have sunk under his indignant glance ; Miss Little was greatly discompos- ed, while her father, with a voice rendered tremulous by anger, signifi- cantly said " So, sir" and conducted his daughter out of the room. 50 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. This, my dear lady, is the whole I know of the matter ; 1 fear, Misa Little will never forgive me, for creating her so much distress : I had infinitely rather be dead, than alive ; I dread the eye of Mr. Little, and, it is my opinion, I ought immediately to quit your hospitable mansion. " Alas ! my dear child, I know not what to say ; you be- lieve you ought to quit us ! Would to God you had never thus thought. This persuasion is the source of all our unhappiness : How often have I told you, that no enemy could ever injure you, if your own conduct was uniformly correct. You have deeply wounded a heart that loves you. I promised myself, that you would become a large addition to our domestic felicity. But you are appiehensive you have offended beyond forgiveness ! Alas ! my daughter is more distressed for you, than for herself ; you know not how much she has suffered on your account ; you know not how much we all suffer ! Why, my dear child, will you thus afflict your best friends ?" I am, my dear madam, grieved to have been the source of so much distress to persons so dear to me ; but I shall shortly be out of the way of offending any one. " What do you mean ?" To quit this house, to quit this coun- try. The dear lady threw her maternal arms around me, and wiih flowing tears interrogated : " Is it thus you will avoid offending us ? Ah, my dear child, how little do you know of us, or of yourself : For God's sake, let me persuade you not to take so rash a step ! Where would you go, what would you do ? Would you leave a home, an envied home, and thus, while you afflicted your dearest friends, gratify your malignant foes ?" But, my dear madam, it is impossible I can continue under this roof. Mr. Little will not restore me his confidence, my felicity in this family is fled, forever fled. " You are mistaken, your happiness rests entirely with yourself; be but uniformly discreet, be but the companion we expected, when we adopted you, and all will yet be well." But, madam, the eye and ear of Mr. Little will now be open against me, suspicion will be on the alert, and he will accept the *ales of my enemies, as testimonies of sacred writ. " Believe it not ; think no more of this untoward business ; you have but one enemy who can essentially injure you, and that enemy is yourself. I will be respon- sible for my family ; you shall not be molested in this house, only con- vince us, that you love us ; do but prove, that you are more attached to us, than to any other individuals, and we are satisfied : Do but reflect, how delightfully we might pass our time together. The business oi the day closed, and we assembled in the parlour you with your book. LIFE OF RET. JOHN MURRAY. 5.1 we your admiring audience, until we are summoned to supper ; then, after you have closed our serene day by an appropriate, and affecting address to the God who created, and who has hitherto preserved us, we retire to an early pillow, soothed, and gratified, our sleep cannot but be refreshing. Why, what a paradise would our abode become. But, my child, when you pass every evening abroad, you know not what a melancholy group you render us. We are dumb, our countenances are *ud ; our silence is sometimes broken by Mr. Little, who questions in anger, " Where is our young gentleman to-night 1 any society but ours 1" Then follows a heavy sigh : " Well, let us go to bed, it will be late before he returns ; but this will never do." We dare not open our lips, but my girls mingle their tears with mine. Greatly moved by these observations, I sincerely repented of my past conduct ; and I determined I would, in all things, conform myself to the wishes of my parental friends. I beheld the family picture presented before me, by the dear lady ; I beheld it with rapture, and I decisively said : yes, indeed, my future evenings shall all be devoted to a family so charming, and thus will my days be passed in peace. I promised the dear lady, solemnly I promised, that I would be all she wished ; and I commu- nicated to her bosom inexpressible delight. I left her in tears, but they were tears of rapture : I retired to my chamber ; I threw myself upon my knees, I supplicated pardon of my heavenly Father, and, with a devout heart, I implored his supporting aid. A petition to my Crea- tor always possessed the potent power of refreshing my soul ; I was greatly refreshed, and I looked forward with renewed complacency. In a few hours, I was summoned to dinner ; at the door of the dining- room, I was met by Mr. Little, no cloud rested upon his countenance ; I entered the dining-room, where were seated my charming, my faith- ful friends ; the mother, and her daughters ; their countenances were animated, but their eyes bore testimony to their previous agitation ; our interview, and hour of dining, were highly gratifying. It is true, many words were not uttered, but there is, in the expressive eye, and other intelligent features of a fine countenance, a fascination which dwelleth not in words. Soon after dinner my little friend, the young- est daughter of my patron, visited me in my chamber, and bestowed upon me many caresses. Halcyon days and months now revolved ; I fondly fancied I had surmounted every difficulty, and I anticipated a succession of delightful enjoyments ; yet again I experienced the satiety, consequent upon one 52 Ul-'E OF llliV. JOHN MURRAY. unvaried routine. He, who had appointed me for a life of wandering, gave me a disposition which relucted at the constant recurrence of the same scene ; I ventured to pass one evening abroad : another, and another succeeded. 1 was severely reflected upon, and I felt it keenly ; conscious of meriting reproach, I was the more deeply wounded. I had been recently conversant with a young preacher from England ; my imagination was tired ; the world could not have longer detained me; I condemned myself for wasting so much time ; my heart, my soul was in England, in London. Let the world bestow its censures, London was the place, it contained every thing delightful ; I was on tiptoe to be gone ; if I was not approved by the family, so much the better, there would be less ingratitude in quitting it. My dear mater- nal friend once more sought, and obtained a private interview ; this I wished to avoid ; she saw my reluctance, and was convinced she should not succeed. She reproached me : this, though painful, I could bear better, than her tenderness. " Then you will leave us," said the dear lady. I am determined. " You will repent it, sir ; you will return with sorrow, and with shame ; when, possibly, you may not find these hospitable doors open to receive you." Never, never, I will die first. She paused, she raised her hands to heaven, she looked : merciful God, I see her now before me : the impression of her varying countenance was unutterable ; tears coursed each other down her pallid cheeks. Pausing for a few moments, she said: " Poor, unhappy youth, you know not what you are about, where you are going, and what you are doom- ed to suffer. Here, then, ends all my pleasing prospects ; now in- deed I have lost my sons ; poor Anna, she has now, in truth, no broth- er. Go, unhappy youth, go, the sooner you depart, the better ; I do not wish to see you again." She left me, nor will I attempt a descrip- tion of my sensations. I retired to my chamber, my chamber now no more ; I wept, I audibly sobbed. In imagination I beheld the be- loved friend, by whom it was once occupied ; he seemed to upbraid me for my conduct ; how torturing were the pangs I suffered. Upon the evening of this sad day, my cherub friend entered the chamber, and for the last time, during my abode therein ; pretty soul, she threw her arms around my neck, my face was wet with her tears ; she told me, that her sister was very, very sad ! On what occasion, my love ? " Why, papa is very, very angry with you : and she says, you are go- ing away to-morrow, she knows not where, and that she shall never see you again ; and she walks about her chamber, and wrings her hand?, LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 53 ! dear, O ! dear, I never saw her so much distressed before !" This was a truly affecting night, but it was the last I passed under that roof; 1 was not summoned to breakfast : a servant came to ask, if I would breakfast in my chamber, there could be no doubt of my negative. I saw oy the countenance of this domestic, that I was fallen. About twelve o'clock, I received a message from Mr. Little, he was alone ; I must attend him. My sufferings were great. To meet his eye was abundantly worse than death ; I endeavoured to avoid it. Some time elapsed before he spoke ; he repeatedly attempted to speak, but ming- ling grief and rage arrested his utterance. At last he said : " Well, sir. you are going to commence your travels ?" This, with the manner in. which it was spoken, relieved me. It was at that moment my choice to cherish resentment, rather than regret. I am going to England, sir. " You are ; well, and what are you going to do there ? But this is no business of mine ; yet I suppose it must be my business to know, how you are to get there ; have you any money, sir ?" No, sir. " Hold your hat, sir." I did so, and he threw into it as much gold as he pleased, and, as I then believed, as much as would support me, if I should reach the extreme age allotted to man. " Have you enough, sir ?" Yes, sir, quite enough, and God forever bless you. " Do you hear, sir, leave behind you my son's fowling-piece, and here ends my air-built castle ;" and with a flushed countenance, and a tearful eye, he left me, nor did I ever more cross the threshold of his door. I turned my baek upon this once delightful home, with mingling emotions of sorrow, mortification, regret, and auger ; all combining to produce unutterable anguish. . My frame trembled, as I turned from the door ; a dullness pervaded my heart ; sickness seized my stomach, and I had just sufficient presence of mind to turn the contents of my hat into my pocket-handkerchief, when I sunk down upon the steps of the first door in my way. I was seen, and noticed by the people of the house, who conveyed me into their dwelling, and, when they had recovered me, questioned me res- pecting the cause of my indisposition. I related, with my usual frank- ness, every particular, and in a short time, the story circulated, and with all the variations commonly attached to interesting articles of intel- ligence. I was soon sufficiently restored to reach the residence of my mother ; where a new scene of sorrow awaited me. The poor sufferer was beyond measure astonished at the step I had so rashly taken, and her distress was unutterable : she had promised herself a long series of enjoyments, from the happy arrangements made for me ; and I suspect 54 L1FB OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. she contemplated, at no very distant period, a union between Miss Lit- tle, and myself ; and her consequent agony, when she learned, that I had not only abandoned my home, and those flattering prospects, but that, in consequence of my fixed determination to repair to England, she was to lose me, perhaps for ever ; the torture of her mind was, as I said, beyond the reach of language : but neither her tears nor entrea- ties, strongly enforced by those of my brothers, and sisters, could for a single moment shake my resolution. Whatever barriers might oppose my wandering steps, to England I must depart ; I saw, or seemed to see, the sacred shade of my father, first reproaching me, and then soothing me to a compliance with the wishes of his mourning family ; and, by the anguish of my feelings, my soul was harrowed up : yet still, obdurate as I was, I continued inflexible. I could not endure to see, or be seen, in the vicinity of the abode which I had quitted ; and I made immediate preparations for my departure. I tendered, to my disconsolate mother, the money I had received from Mr. Little, not a penny of whtfch she would accept : " No, my beloved child, if you must launch out upon the wide ocean, into a world of which you know but little, you will find this sum, large as it is, far short of your exigencies. Through your filial exertions, I am established in a dwel- ling, far beyond my most sanguine expectations, or even wishes ; and, from your well-timed efforts, I derive many other advantages ; and if my God is about to deprive me of my son, I doubt not, His goodness and mercy, which have hitherto followed me, will still be manifest, both in my provision, and preservation ; and in that of my helpless chil- dren." My heart seemed ready to burst ; conscience whispered, I was acting wrong, very wrong ; yet even this conviction could not induce a relinquishment of my plan ; an irresistible impulse seemed hurrying me on. Many instances, striking instances, in my long and wearisome life, combine to prove, Unit the way of man is not in him- self ; I, at least, have experienced the truth of this sacred testimony. As the time of my departure drew near, my feelings were still more keen. My mother, my brothers, my sisters, my friends, renewed their tears, and entreaties ; I could not stem a torrent so mighty, and I de- termined I would abide with them. But it was the determination of the moment, extorted by the mournful supplications of all who were dear to me ; and when they ceased to urge, I resumed my former reso- lution ; and my mother, from early life devoutly religious, mildly resigned herself to an event, which she considered inevitable. " I see," LIFE OF RElV. JOHN MURRAY. 55 said she, " supplications are ineffectual ; now I am indeed a widow !' Starting at the desolate term (widow), so mournfully uttered, I hast- ened to my chamber, and prostrating myself before the throne of Al- in ; g!ity God, I seemed as if I were struggling with the agonies of dis- solving nature. I would infinitely have preferred death, to a separation so exquisitely torturing : I besought the God of my father to have compassion upon me, never to leave nor forsake me ; and while thus humbly, and faithfully soliciting the Father of my spirit, renewed affi- ance grew in my bosom, and a voice seemed to say, "Go, and lo I am with you always." Calmly reposing upon this assurance, I retired to rest ; I quitted my pillow on the succeeding morning, wonderfully re- freshed. It was on that morning, that I met, for the last time, in the place of my dear, confiding father, his disconsolate family : It was in- deed a time of prayer. My heart addressed the Father of mercies ; I confessed, with great sincerity, my manifold errors ; and I petitioned for a continuance of unmerited kindness; I beseeched God to look with pity on a poor, destitute, helpless being, commencing a journey through a world, with which he was unacquainted. I entreated our God, in behalf of my suffering mother, and her helpless orphans, that He would constantly abide with them ; and that he would vouchsafe an answer of peace to the many prayers, offered up in their behalf, by the husband and parent, now in glory. My mother was dumb ; she saw the hand of God in this business, and she believed, that, as a sparrow falleth not to the ground without our heavenly Father, I could not thus leave rny pleasant home, and wander I knew not whither, except the Lord directed. And, embracing me, when on the eve of my departure, she affectingly said ; " Go, my first-born, my ever beloved son ; go, and may the God of your father be with you : Go, my darling son, on whom, while corning up from this wilderness, I fondly meant to lean ; but God will not allow me to lean on any but himself : Go thou, ever dear to my heart, and may our God be still near you, to preserve you from the evil, which is in the world. The prayers of your afflicted mother shall be continually offered up in your behalf ; and oh! my son, although we part, never perhaps to meet again in this world, yet let us meet every day before that throne, whence we may expect grace to help in every time of need ; let us be present in spirit, thus waiting upon the Lord. She then threw her fond, maternal arms around me, once more pressing me to that dear, that faithful bosom, whence I drew my early nourishment. With tears of fond affection she bedew- 56 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. ed my face, and again dropping upon her knees, she once more lifted her streaming eyes to heaven in my behalf, when starting up, she has- tened to the retirement of her chamber, and instantly closed the door. I stood like a statue ; I could not move ; I was almost petrified by sorrow. But from this state of stupefaction I was roused by the burst of sorrow, and loud lamentations of my sisters ; I turned to the dear girls, I wept with them, and endeavoured to give them that consolation which I did not myself possess. But, hastening from this scene of sor- row, there was one pang, which I calculated to escape. The youngest child, a beautiful little boy, who bore the name of my father sweet cherub I dreaded seeing him, and determined to spare myself this tor- ture ; but, as I slowly, and pensively passed from the house, believing that what was worse than the bitterness of death had passed, this lovely little fellow crossed my path. Sweet innocent, thou wert playful as the frisking lamb of the pasture, totally ignorant of the agonies, which wrung the heart of thy brother. He ran to me, clung around my knees, and looking wishfully in my face, affectingly questioned ; " Where are you going ?" I could not reply, I attempted to move on, he took hold of my garment ; " Let me go with you ? shall not I go with you, brother ?" He uttered these questions, in a voice so plain- tive, that he pierced my very soul. Surely, had it been possible, I should even then have relinquished my purpose. It was with difficulty that I extricated myself from this supplicating infant. I would have hastened forward, but my trembling limbs refused their office ; I caught him in my arms, I pressed him to my aching bosom, and but for a burst of tears, which came seasonably to my relief, the struggles of my heart must have choaked me. I left him yes, I left this youngest of my father's children ; this dear object of my soul's affection, this infant charge, committed to my care, by an expiring father : I left him in the act of innocent supplication. I left him when I should, with a thou- sand times less of suffering, have quitted the clay-built tabernacle of my spirit ; nor had I ought in prospect, to compensate the sorrows to which I voluntarily submitted ! ! Surely, there is a hand unseen, which governs the human being, and all his actions ; I repeat, truly the way of man is not in himself . Few sufferings could surpass those which, upon this occasion, I endured : My bitterest enemy could not have censured me with more severity, than I censured myself, yet I passed on ; no friend could urge my return with more energy, than did the emotions of my own afflicted heart, yet I passed on. True, I passed LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 57 on slowly ; a frame, enfeebled by mental agonies, is not moved without difficulty. I had sent my trunk on, in the wagon, to the city of Cork, where I purposed to take passage for England ; and with my staff in my hand, I passed on, my eyes fixed on the ground, not wishing to encounter any human eye : It was with much difficulty, I attained the summit of a steep acclivity, where, spent and weary, I sat me down. From this lofty eminence, in full perspective, outspread before me, was the place from which I had departed ; my eye eagerly ran oter the whole scene. Upon a gentle ascent, directly opposite, embosomed in a thick grove of ash, sycamore, and fruit trees, appeared the loved dwel- ling of my mother. Behind this eminence, still ascending, was out- stretched that garden, in which, with great delight, I had so often la- boured ;. where I had planted herbs, fruits, and flowers, in great varie- ty ; and where, as my departure was in the month of June, they all flourished in high perfection. It was only during the preceding year, that I had added to my stock a large number of the best fruit trees, in the full expectation of reaping the reward of my labours, through many successive reasons. In those tall trees, the cuckoo, the thrush, and the blackbird, built their nests ; and at early dawn, and at closing eve, I have hung enraptured upon their melodious notes. My swimming eye passed from the garden to the house ; there sat my weeping, my suppli- cating mother, at that moment, probably, uniting with her deserted chil- dren in sending up to heaven petitions for my safety. I turned to the right ; there towered the stately mansion, 1 was bid to consider as my own ; there dwelt the matron, whew hoped I should have been unto her as a son, and who had cherished me as such ; there dwelt the charming young lady, whose virtuous attachment might have constituted the so- lace of my existence. The tear of sorrow, the sigh of disappointment, no doubt, bedewed their cheeks, and swelled their faithful bosoms : And, oh ! I exclaimed, may the balm of peace, may the consolations of the holy spirit, be abundantly shed abroad in your hearts. As thus, from scene to scene, my eager eye with tearful haste had wandered, my heart reiterated its unutterable agonies ; and, as I con- sidered my situation as resembling that of the father of mankind, when driven from the paradise, to which state of blessedness it was decreed he never was to return, I would gladly have laid me down and died : I would have given the world, had it been at my disposal, to have reinstated myself in the situation, and circumstances, I had so inconsiderately relinquished ; but this was impossible, and this con- 3$ LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. viction how terrible ! I wept, I sobbed. Despair seemed taking up its residence in my bosom. I fled from the scene ; again I turned ; one more look ; I wrung my hands in agony, and my heart spontaneously exclaimed : Dear, ever dear parent, once more farewell ; dear, much loved sisters, brothers, and thou, sweet innocent, thou smiling, thought- less, and therefore happy babe, once more farewell ; and you, dear second parents, and thou sister of the friend of my soul, with the beau- teous cherub, whose infantile caresses, while pouring into my ear the interesting tale, were as balm to my wounded spirit farewell, Oh ! farewell forever ! and you, ye many kind, religious connexions, with whom I have often wept, and prayed, and joyed, arid sorrowed, once more I bid you adieu ; adieu ye flowery walks, where I have spent so many happy hours ; ye thick embowering shades, reared by these hani's, ye health-restoring herbs, ye sweet delicious fruits, ye fragrant flowers, receive my last farewell. Still I lingered still I gazed around, and yet again, another look 'tis past, and I am gone forever. I turn- ed from the view, and have never since beheld those charming scenes. I wonder much my agitated spirits had not insured a fever ; but God preserved me, and leading my mind to the consideration of scenes be- yond the present state, I was enabled to proceed, until I beheld, in perspective, the spires of the opulent city, which I was approaching. The opening prospect, with the additional sound of a fine ring of bells from Shannon steeple (a church standing on an eminence upon the river Lee, the bells of which are heard at an immense distance), gave a new tone to my mind. I had many friends in the city of Cork, and I en- deavoured to derive consolation from their unquestioned attachment. I had frequently preached in this city, and I had reason to suppose my labours had been acceptable. In the city of Cork, my paternal grand- mother, with her daughter, my aunt Champion, and her children, still lived. My society would be sought, and I should again be engaged in preaching ; these considerations lessened the weight of affliction, by which I had \n\ sorely pressed. I arrived at the mansion of my grandmother, some time before sunset, and I was very joyfully receiv- ed ; but when I had communicated my plan, the countenances both of my grandmother, and my aunt, decidedly evinced their displeasure : they censured me with severity, and I keenly felt their rebukes. I as- sured them, I came not to solicit aid ; and rising from my chair, I bade them formally adieu, quitting their presence, and their house. The oldest daughter of my aunt, a very beautiful young lady, and as good as -LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 59 beautiful, whose heart was formed for pity and for tenderness, followed me down stairs, and entreated me to continue with them, but her well- designed interference was ineffectual. I had been severely censured, and I could not bear it ; I could have borne it better, if it had been un- merited. I left my lovely cousin in tears, nor did I again see, or hear from any individual of the family, until, one evening after I had preach- ed in the Methodist Church, my grandmother advanced, took my hand, and requested I would attend her home : I confess I was delighted with her condescension ; for my mind had greatly suffered from the re- flection, that I had given pain to the dear, and respectable mother of my deceased father. I accompanied her home, and we passed a happy evening together ; both my grandmother, and my aunt, addressed me in strains the most soothing ; they poured into my lacerated mind the oil and wine of consolation ; they confessed themselves convinced, that the good hand of God was in my removal. " You are," said the pious lady, " you are, my dear child, under the guidance of an omnipotent Power ; God has designed you for himself ; you are a chosen instru- ment to give light to your fellow men ; you are, I perceive, ordained to turn many from darkness unto light, from the power of satan, unto God, and the Lord will be with you. The God of your father will bless you, and make your way prosperous before you ; look no more, then, to what you have left behind, but look forward in faith, always remember- ing, that God's icorks of providence are his most holy, wise, and power- ful ; preserving and governing all his creatures, and all their actions. Do not, I say, reflect upon yourself ; I confess, I was wrong in censur- ing you ; God's way is in the great deep, we ought to acquiesce in all the dispensations of our Creator. You, my dear son, are as clay in his hand ; God is as the potter, who will do with you as seemeth good in his sight. Who can resist his will ?" Thus did this dear lady speak peace to a mind, that had not, for a long season, received such strong consolation. I was urged, while in the city of Cork, to relinquish my purpose of j going to England. The Methodists solicited rne to repair to Limerick, where a preacher was much wanted ; but nothing could seduce my thoughts from my native island. I frequently mixed in company, where religious disputes ran very high. The doctrine of election, and final perseverance, were severely reprobated : But election, and final perseverance, were fundamentals in my creed, and were received by me, as the doctrines of God. Yet I was aware, that an attempt to < 60 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. defend principles, so obnoxious, would subject me to the censure, and ill treatment of religious enemies, and I had experienced, that religious enemies were the most to be dreaded : Yet, as I could not be silent, and as I dared not dissemble, I contented myself with observing, that I had been accustomed to hear my respectable father speak in favour of those doctrines. But although, in my public labours, I never asserted ought, that could expose me to censure, yet I was more thai suspected of Calvinism, and consequent resentments were enforced against me. My residence in the city of Cork was thus rendered unpleasant, and my impatience to embark for England was augmented. I was, how- ever, obliged to continue two weeks longer, during which period, I endeavoured to live as retired as possible, avoiding controversy, and devoting my time to my grandmother and a few select friends. It was during my protracted residence in this city, that the celebrated Mr. George Whitefield arrived there, upon a visit. Of Mr. Whitefield I had heard much, and I was delighted with an opportunity of seeing, hearing, and conversing with so great a man. He was the first Cal- vinistic Methodist I had ever heard, and he became very dear to me ; I listened with transport. The principles early inculcated upon my mind were in full force, and for Mr. Whitefield I conceived a very strong passion. He appeared to me something more than human ; I blushed, at the view of myself, as a preacher, after I had attended upon him ; yet I had the temerity to preach in pulpits, which he h^.d so well filled ! and I secretly resolved lo enter into connexion with him, if I should be so happy as to meet him, after my arrival in Lon- don. I had many delightful opportunities in private circles with this gentleman ; he was a most entertaining companion. But, as Mr. AVes- ley marked him with a jealous eye, he dispatched, by way of escort, two of his preachers, in whom he particularly confided, who diligently followed the great man, from place to place : he was of course, upon every occasion, closely watched ; and his facetious observations, and frequent gaiety, were, by these spies, severely censured, as descriptive of unbecoming levity. In fact, every art was called into action, to prevent the affections of the people wandering, from one reformer to another ; yet, while gentlemen, in connexion with Mr. Wesley, were continually upon the alert against Mr. Whitefield, he himself evinced not the smallest inclination for opposition, or even defence ; he appear- ed perfectly content with the enjoyments of the duy, rather preferring a state of independence, to an intimate connexion with any sect, or LIFE OP REV. JOHN MURRAY. 61 party. His choice, at that time, was decidedly the life of an itinerant, and he then evidently shrunk from the cares, and embarrassments, at- tached to the collecting, building, and repairing churches. And never, I believe, did any man in public life enjoy more : he was the admira- tion of the many, and an object of the warmest affection in those so- cial circles, in which it was his felicity to mingle. The pleasures of the table were highly zested by Mr. Whitefield, and it was the pride of his friends to procure for him every possible luxury. The pleasure I derived from this gentleman's preaching, from his society, and from the society of his friends, contributed to lessen the weight of melancho- ly, which depressed my spirits on my departure from home. I recol- lect an evening, passed with him at the house of one of Mr. Wesley's preachers, who had wedded a beautiful young lady of family and for- tune, only daughter of a Mrs. , who possessed a very large estate, kept her chariot, her city, and her country house, and entertained much company ; many persons were collected upon this evening ; I was charmed with every thing I saw, with every thing I heard. I. had long admired the master of the house, his lady I had never before seen ; she was the object of general adulation ; her person was un- commonly elegant, and her face dazzlingly beautiful ; she had received a useful, as well as a. fashionable education, and she was mistress of all the polite accomplishments. She had three lovely children, with minds as well cultivated, as their time of life would permit ; I threw my eyes upon the happy, the highly favoured husband, the amiable wife, the fascinating children, the venerable lady, who gave being to this charm- ing wife, mother, friend. I beheld the group with rapture ; for envy, as I have elsewhere observed, was never an ingredient in my compo- sition, and I hung with a sort of chastened pleasure, upon the anecdotes furnished by Mr. Whitefield ; the whole scene was captivatingly en- tertaining, and highly interesting ; I was ready to wish the night might endure forever. Alas ! it was but one night ; I never . after en- tered that house : Happy would it have been for me, if I had never seen it. How mysterious are the ways of heaven ! this evening, upon which I was so highly gratified, was the remote cause of my suffering, many years afterwards, great and very serious inquietude. I left the house of my friend, Mr. Trinbath, expecting to have seen him again and again ; I left him an object of envy to many ; but I never saw him more, nor did lie, poor gentleman, long continue the object of envy to any one. 62 LIFE OF RBV. JOHN MURRAY. This was the last night I spent in this city, in this country. The ves- sel, in which I had engaged a passage to Bristol, was now ready for sailing ; I had only time, upon the morning of the ensuing day, to bid a hasty adieu to my grandmother, and her family, with a lew other friends ; to receive their blessings, and to depart. I took my place in the vessel at the wharf, some of my friends accompanying me thither ; I spoke to them with my eyes, with my hands, my tongue refused utterance. The beauty of the surrounding scenes, in passing from the city to the cove of Cork, cannot perhaps be surpassed. A few miles from the city stands a fortress, then governed by a half brother of my father. I beheld it with a humid eye, but the vessel had a fair wind, and we passed it rapidly. I retired to the cabin ; my too retentive memory retraced the scenes I had witnessed, since first I reached Hi hernia's hospitable shore , they were many, and to me interesting : reflection became extremely painful, yet it was impossible to avoid it ; and while I was thus retrospecting, the vessel cut her way through the har- bour ; we had reached the cove, we were on the point of leaving the land. I jumped upon the deck, I threw my eyes over the country I was leaving, which contained all that was near and dear to me, either by the ties of blood or friendship ; all, all were drawn up in order be- fore me, it was another parting scene. Yet I cherished hope, I might again return. Alas ! alas ! this hope was delusive ; it was an ever- lasting adieu. Dear country of guileless, and courteous manners, of integrity, and generous hospitality, I bid you adieu ; adieu ye ver- dant hills, ye fertile vallies, ye gurgling rills, which every where cross the path of the traveller ; ye delicious fruits, ye fragrant flowers, ye sylvan scenes, for contemplation made adieu, perhaps forever. Here ends the various hopes and fears, which have swelled my bosom in a country celebrated for the salubrity of its air, the clearness of its waters, the richness of its pastures, and the hospitality of its inhabitants ; and Where no poisonous reptile could ever yet procure sustenance. CHAPTER III. Arrival in England, and further Progress of the INEXPERIENCED Traveller. Hail, native Isle, for deeds of worth renown'd, By Statesmen, Patriots, Poets, Heroes crown'd ; For thee my friends, my weeping friends, I leave, To thy hlest arms, thy wandering son receive. NOW began a new era of my melancholy life. Losing sight of land, I again retired to my cabin : alas ! " busy thought was too busy for LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 6S my peace." Launched upon the wide ocean, I was speeding to a country, my native country indeed ; but a country, in which I could boast neith- er relation, nor friend, not even a single acquaintance. I was quitting a country, in which I had both relations and friends, with many pleas- ant acquaintances : yet this consideration did not much depress me ; for although my heart was pained, exquisitely pained, when I reflected on those I was leaving, yet I was in raptures at the thought of Eng- land. I promised myself every thing pleasing in England ; yet, in my most visionary moments, I could not name a source, from which I could rationally expect establishment, or even temporary gratification. Several gentlemen were in the cabin, who took kind notice of me ; they asked me no questions, so I was not embarrassed ; but they contribut- ed to render my passage agreeable, which, however, was very short ; for the identical passage, which, when I accompanied my father, con- sumed full nine weeks, was now performed in three days ; but, ex- empted from those fears, and that nausea, which sometimes afflict fresh- water sailors, I was rather pleased with the rapidity of our passage. We dropped anchor in Bristol channel ; I was charmed with an oppor- tunity of going on shore at Pill, and once more greeting the good old lady, that had, many years before, so tenderly compassionated me, when I returned, as one from the dead, to my offended father. Alas ! she was no more ; this was a disappointment, but I was in England,' and every thing I saw, swelled my throbbing bosom to rapture. I was determin- ed on walking to Bristol, it was only five miles, and through a most en- chanting country. O ! what transport of delight I felt, when, with the ens 'ling morning, I commenced my journey. The birds sweetly ca- rolled, the flowers enamelled the meadows, the whole scene was para- disiacal. It was England. But where was I going ? I knew not. How to be employed 1 I knew not ; but I knew I was in England, and, after feasting my eyes and ears, I seated myself upon a verdant bank, where the hot wells, (so much celebrated as the resort of invalid votaries of fashion, who come hear to kill time, and to protract a debili- tated existence by the use of the waters,) were in full view. Here I began seriously to reflect upon my situation, and to attend to various questions, proposed by a certain invisible, my internal monitor, who thus introduced the inquiry. " Well, here you are, in England, what are you to do ?" God only knows. " Had you not better apply to Him for his direction and protection ?" Certainly, where has my mind wandered, that I have not thus done before ? The emotions of my ,. heart were at this moment indescribable. When I last gazed upon 64 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. these scenes, my prudent, vigilant father, was at my side, to guard me from evil ; now I had no guide, no counsellor, no protector ! " O yes," said my monitor, " you have the Creator, the Father of your father, He will be your God, and your guide : He will be your pro- tector, your counsellor, your preserver ; He will provide for you, and,if you apply to Him, He will make your way plain before you." My heart, softened and cheered by these consoling suggestions, instantly began its supplications ; there I prayed, and there I remembered Ja- cob upon the field of Padan-Aram ; I commended myself to the care of the God of Abraham, of Isaac, and of Jacob, and I added to these names, the name of my own father. Thus, by unbosoming myself to the Author of my existence, was my spirit greatly refreshed. It is very true I wept, freely wept, but my tears were tears of luxury, and I went on my way rejoicing, in a hope which gave me, as it were, to tread air. I reached Bristol at early dinner, I entered a tavern, in- quiring if I could be furnished with a dinner. They saw I was a stranger, and from Ireland. The master of the inn was from the same country ; he soon discovered I was a Methodist, and being acquainted with those Religionists, he invited them to visit me, and I was conse- quently introduced to many of the Methodists in that city. It may be thought strange, that, as I had been so much engaged among the Methodists in Ireland, being one of their approved preachers, I did not take the steps necessary to introduce me among that class of people in England. But, beside the jealousy which had taken place in the minds of my religious brethren, on account of my attachment to the doctrine of election, which made me resolve to quit Mr. Wesley's connexion, and unite myself with the adherents of Mr. Whitefield, I wished for liberty to act myself, without restraint. But on being introduced, I was soon engaged ; attended their meetings, and private societies, and was admired, and caressed, and consequently tarried longer than I had proposed, deriving, from every social interview, abundant consola- tion. Upon the evening previous to my departure from Bristol, 1 was urged to visit a society a few miles from the city ; it was a pleasant walk ; several of both sexes were assembled, they were neat in person, and correct in manners, and they were all English. I was charmed, and, being in good spirits, I was thought excellent company ; I. was then a stranger. They were highly pleased ; I was requested to pray ; I did so, and we mingled our tears. I was solicited to continue among this people, but my wishes all pointed to London and to London I must go. I parted with my new acquaintance with regret, for I was LIFE OF R^V. JOHN MURRAY. 65 as much pleased with them, as they appeared to be with me. Being prevailed upon to tarry dinner the next day, I did not leave Bristol until the afternoon. I then departed alone, determining to proceed as far as Bath, and take the stage for London, upon the ensuing morning. As I passed over one of the most charming roads in England, and alone, I had not only time for reflection, but my reflections were pen- sively pleasing : I was advancing towards the metropolis ; hitherto I had experienced the goodness of God, and I indulged the most san- guine hopes. My heart was greatly elated ; I beheld the surrounding scenes with rapture ; I was not wearied by my walk, it was only six- teen miles from Bristol, to Bath ; the fields stood thick with corn, the valleys, burdened with an uncommon load of hay, seemed to laugh and sing, and the birds, in their variety, were, as if hymning the praises of their Creator, while the setting sun heightened the grandeur, and gave the finishing touches to the scene. My feelings were indeed highly wrought. I proceeded near the margin of a beautiful river ; two hay- makers were returning from their toil ; I addressed them, and, in my accustomed manner, I expressed my delight, and my gratitude. " These," said I, in a strain of rapture, " These are thy glorious works, Parent of good ; Almighty Father, thine this universal frame ; these wond'rous fair surpassing wonder far thyself how wond'rous then !" Tears gushed in my eyes, as I thus expressed the transport of my soul. The men were astonished, yet they seemed pleased ; t asked them the name of the river ? They replied, " the Avon, sir," Then, said T, it flows through the native place of Shakspenre. " Shakspeare, who is he ?" A writer, I replied; wondering at myself for mentioning his name ; but I thought of Shakspeare, and I have ever been accustomed to think loud ; the thought was an addition to my pleasures, and. from the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaketh. My companions could not fail of discovering, that I came from Ireland, yet they cast no reflections upon me, as is the custom with low people, upon these occasions ; they were rather disposed to treat me kindly. " I fancy," said one of them, " you are a Methodist." I am said I I do not deny it. " Then my Bess will be -glad to see thee, I'll warrant me ; wool thee come along with me ? Thee may go farther, and fare worse, I can tell thee that." " Ay, ay," said the other, " Thee had best go with my neighbour I'll warrant thee good cheer." I thanked thirf kind man, and my heart swelled with gratitude to that Being, in wlio.se hands are the hearts of all his creatures, for thus meeting me on my entrance into this strange city, with lovingMdndness, and tender mercy. 66 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. We walked on together, mutually delighted ; I, with every thing I saw, and my companions with me, for my expressed s'ltisluction. We soon stopped at the door of a very neat house. This cannot, said my heart, be the dwelling of a hay-maker ; it was, however, and opening the door, he said : " Here, Bess, I have brought thee home a young Methodist, I know thee wilt be glad to see him." I was then, by this rough, good-hearted man, presented, to his wife: "Thou must find out his name thyself." I immediately told her my name, when, in a friendly manner, she requested me to be seated. She was a very differ- ent character from her husband, her manners were even polished ; she entered into friendly conversation with me, and we derived much sat- isfaction therefrom, when her husband entering, inquired in his rough manner, " What the plague, Bess, hast got no supper for thy guest ?" This was a matter to which we had neither of us recurred. The good man, however, was speedily obeyed, and an elegant repast was forth- with placed upon the table, of which I partook with appetite. We afterwards sang one of the Methodist hymns, and we united in sol- emn prayer ; while my heart acknowledged all the fervour of devotion, even my host himself seemed affected and pleased, declaring he es- teemed himself fortunate in meeting me. I was introduced to a hand- some lodging room, and a good bed, but the fulness of my grateful heart would not, for some time, allow me to close my eyes ; at length I sunk into the most refreshing slumbers, and I arose the next morning greatly exhilarated. I was received by my hospitable host, and hostess, with every mark of satisfaction ; we breakfasted together, sang a hymn, and addressed the throne of grace, when the good man went forth to the labours of the field, requesting that I would not think of leaving them. In the course of the morning, the good lady informed me, that they had recently settled, in Bath, a Mr. Tucker, who had been a preacher in Ireland. My heart leaped at this intelligence ; of all f elucidating difficult passages of scripture. This society chose for their president a Mr. Mason, who, although not a clerical gentleman, was, nevertheless, of high standing in the religious w r orld : frequent applications were LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. / a made to him, in the character of a physician to the sinking, sorrowing, sin-sick soul. His figure was commanding, and well calculated to fill the minds of young converts with religious a\ve. When this company of serious inquirers were assembled, the president addressed the throne of grace, in a solemn, and appropriate prayer, and the subject for the evening was next proposed. Every member of die society was indulged with the privilege of expressing his sentiments, for the space of five mi- nutes ; a glass was upon the table, which ran accurately the given term. The president held in his hand a small ivory hammer : when the speaker's time had expired, he had a right to give him notice by a stroke on the table, round which the assembled members were seated. But, if he approved of what was delivered, it was optional with him to extend the limits of his term. When the question had gone round the table, the president summed up the evidences, gave his own judgment, and, having proposed the question for the next evening,concluded with prayer. Upon this society I was a constant attendant, and I was frequently gratified by the indulgence of the president and the implied approbation of the society. It was on the close of one of those evenings, which were to me very precious opportunities, that the president took me by the hand, and requested me to accompany him into the vestry. " Sit down, my good sir : you cannot but have seen, that I have long distinguished you in this society ; that I have been pleased with your observations : and I have given indisputable evidence, that both my reason, and my judgment, approved your remarks." I bowed respectfully, and endea- voured to express my gratitude, in a manner becoming an occasion so truly flattering. " My object," said he, " in seeking to engage you in private, is to re- quest you would take home with you a pamphlet I have written against, Kelly's Union. J have long wondered, that some able servant of our Master has not taken up this subject. But, as my superiors are silent, I have been urged by a sense of duty to make a stand, and I have done all in my power to prevent the pernicious tendency of this soul-destroy- ing book." Although, at this period, I had never seen Kelly's Union, yet my heart rejoiced, that Mason, this great and good man, had undertaken to write against it, and, from the abundance of my heart, my mouth over- flowed with thankfulness. " All that I request of you," said Mr. Mason, " is to take this man- uscript home with you, and keep it till our next meeting. Meet me ij- this vestry, a little before the usual timfc Read it, I entreat you, car^ 1,I?E OF REV. JOHN HURRAY. , and favour me with your unbiassed sentiments." I was elated by the honour done me, and I evinced much astonishment at the confidence reposed in me. But he was pleased to express a high opinion of my judgment, abilities, arid goodness of heart, and he begged leave to avail himself of those qualities, with which his fancy had invested me. T took the manuscript home, perused it carefully, and with much pleasure, until I came to a passage at which I was constrained to pause, painfully to pause. Mr. Relly had said, speaking of the record, which God gave of his Son : This life is in his Son, and he, that believeth not this record, maketh God a liar ; from whence, inferred Mr. Rellv, it is plain, that God hath given this eternal life in the So/i to unbelievers, as fully as to believers, else the unbeliever could not, by his unbtlirf, make God a liar. This, said Mr. Mason, punning upon the author s name, is just as clear, as that this writer is an Irish Bishop. T was grieved to observe, that Mr. Mason could say no more upon a subject so momen- tous ; nor could I forbear allowing more, than I wished to allow, to the reasoning of Mr. Relly. Most devoutly did I lament, that the ad- vantage in argument did not rest with my admired friend, Mason ; and I was especially desirous, that this last argument should have been completely confuted. I was positive, that God never gave eternal life to any unbeliever ; and yet I was perplexed to decide how, if God hud not given life to unbelievers, they could possibly make God a liar, by believing that he had not. My mind was incessantly exercised, ar.d greatly embarrassed upon this question. What is it to make any one a liar, but to deny the truth of what he has said ? But, if God had no where said, he had given life to unbelievers, how could the unbe- liever make God a liar ? The stronger this argument seemed in fa- vour of the grace and love of God, the more distressed and unhappy I became ; and most earnestly did I wish, that Mr. Mason's pamphlet might contain something, that was more rational, more scriptural, than a mere pun ; that he might be able to adduce proof positive, that the* gift of God, which is everlasting life, was never given to any, but be- lievers. I was indisputably assured, that I myself was a believer ; and right precious did I hold my exclusive property in the Son of God. At the appointed time, I met Mr. Mason in the vestry. " Well, sir, I presume you have read my manuscript ?" I have, sir, and I have read it repeatedly. " Well, sir, speak freely, is there any thing in the manuscript which you dislike ?" Why, sir, as you are so good as to indulge me with the liberty of speaking, I will venture to point out one passage, which appears to me not sufficiently clear. Pardon LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. me, sir, but surely argument, especially upon religious subjects, is pre- ferable to ridicule, to punning upon Ike name of an. author. " And where, pray, is the objectionable paragraph, to which you advert ?" I pointed it out ; but, on looking in his face, I observed his countenance fallen, it was no longer toward me. Mr. Mason questioned my judg- ment, and never afterward honoured me by his attention. However, I still believed Mason right, and Rellij wrong ; for if Relly were right, the conclusion was unavoidable, all men must finally be saved. But this was out of the question, utterly impossible ; all religious denomi- nations agreed to condemn this heresy, to consider it as a damnable doctrine, and what every religious denomination united to condemn, must be false. Thus, although I lost the favour of Mr. Mason, and he published his pamphlet precisely as it stood, when submitted to my perusal, yet my reverential regard for him was not diminished. I wished, most cordial- ly wished success to his book, and destruction to the author, against whom it was written. In this manner, some months rolled over my head, when, accompa- nying my wife on a visit to her aunt, after the usual ceremonies, I re- paired, according to custom, to the book-case, and turning over many books and pamphlets, I at length opened one, that had been robbed of its title-page : but in running it over, I came to the very argument, which had excited so much anxiety in my bosom. It was the first moment I had ever seen a line of Mr. Kelly's writing, except in Mr. Mason's pamphlet. I was much astonished, and turning to Mrs. Murray, I in- formed her, I held Mr. Kelly's Union in my hand. I asked our uncle, if I might put it in my pocket ? " Surely," said he, " and keep it there, if you please, I never read books of divinity ; I know not what the pamphlet is, nor do I wish to know." As I put it into my pocket, my mind became alarmed, and perturbed. It was dangerous, it was tampering with poison, it was like taking fire into my bosom ; I had better throw it into the flames, or restore it to the book-case ; such was the conflict in my bosom. However, in* the full assurance, that the Elect were safe ; and that, although they took up any deadly thing, it should not hurt them, I decided to read the Union ; and having thus made up my mind, I experienced a degree of impatience, until I reach- ed home, when addressing the dear companion of my youth, I said : I have, my dear, judged, and condemned, before I have heard ; but I have now an opportunity given me for deliberate investigation. " But," urray, "are w> sufficient of ourselves ?" No, my S8 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. love, certainly we are not ; but God, all gracious, hath said, If any lack wisdom, let them ask of God, who giveth liberally, and tipbraideth not. My heart is exercised by fearful apprehensions ; this moment I dread to read, the next I am anxious to hear what the author can say. We will, therefore, lay this book before our God. There is, my love, a God, who is not far from every one of us ; we are directed to make our requests known unto Him for all things, by supplication and prayer. God hath never yet said to any, Seek ye my face, in vain ; we will then pray for his direction and counsel ; and we may rest in the assur- ance of obtaining both. Accordingly, we entered our closet, and both of us, for we were both eqmilly interested, prostrated ourselves i God, with prayers and tears, beseeching Him, the God of mercy, to loofc with pity on us : we were on the point of attending to doctrines of which we were not, we could not be judges, and we earnestly suppli- cated Him to lead us into all truth. If the volume before us contained truth, we entreated him to show it to us, and to increase our faith ; if, on the other hand, it contained falsehood, we beseeched God to make it manifest, that we might not be deceived. No poor criminal ever prayed for life, when under sentence of death, with greater fervour of devotion, than did my labouring soul upon this occasion supplicate for the light, of life to direct my erring steps. After thus weeping, and thus supplicating, we opened the bible, and began to read this book, looking into the bible for the passages, to which the writer referred. We w?re astonished and delighted at the btiauty of the scriptures, thus exhibited , it seemed, as if every sentence was an apple of gold in a picture of sil- ver ; and still, as we proceeded, the wonder was, that so much divine truth should be spoken by so heinous a transgressor : and this consider- ation seemed suggested, as a reason why I should not continue reading. Can any thing good proceed from such a character ? Would not truth have been revealed to men, eminent for virtue ? How is it possible, dis- coveries, so important, should never, until now, have been made, and now only by this man ? Yet, I considered, God's ways were in the great deep ; he would send, by whom he would send ; choosing the weak and base things to confound the mighty and the strong, that no flesh should glory in his presence. And, as my lovely wife justly observed, I was not sure, all, I heard of Mr. Relly, was true ; that our Saviour had said to his disciples, They shall say all manner of evil of you falsely ; and the present instance may be a case in point. " You have no personal acquaintance with Mr. Relly," said she : " nor do you know, that anv of those, from whom you have received his character, are better inform- UFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 99 ed than yourself. I think it doth not become us to speak or believe evil of any man, without the strongest possible proof" All this was ration- al, I felt its full force, and blushed for my own credulity. I proceeded to read. The Union introduced me to many passages of scripture, which had before escaped my observation. A student, as I had been of the scriptures, from the first dawn of my reason, I could not but won- der at myself ; I turned to Mr. Mason's book, and I discovered a want of candour, and a kind of duplicity, which had not before met my view, and which perhaps would never have caught my attention, had I not read the Union. I saw the grand object untouched, while Relly had clearly pointed out the doctrines of the gospel. Yet there were many passages, that I could not understand, and I felt myself distressingly embarrassed. One moment I wished from my soul, I had never seen the Union ; and the next my heart was enlarged, and lifted up by consid- erations, which swelled my bosom to ecstacy. This was the situation of my mind, during many succeeding months, and a large proportion of my time was passed in reading, and studying the scriptures, and in prayer : My understanding was pressing on to new attainments, and the prospect brightened before me. I was greatly attached to my min- ister, Mr. Hitchins ; he was eminent in his line, and a most pleasing preacher. Mrs, Murray was in the habit of taking down his sermons in short hand. We were delighted with the man, and accustomed to consider him a genuine gospel preacher. It happened, that Mr. Hitch- ins took a journey into the country, and was absent on the sabbath day. Come, my dear, said I, our minister is out of town, let us avail ourselves of the opportunity, and hear the writer of the Union ; this is a privilege, which few, who read books, can have ; as authors are gener- ally numbered with the dead, before their labours are submitted to the public eye." Her consent was always yielded to my solicitations ; but we were terrified, as we passed along, in the fear of meeting some of our religious brethren ; happily, however, we reached the meeting-house, without encountering any one, to whom we were known. Mr. Relly had changed his place of worship, and we were astonished .to observe a striking proof of the falsehood of those reports, which had reached us ; no coaches thronged the street, nor surrounded the door of this meeting-house ; there was no vestige of grandeur, either within or without. The house had formerly been occupied by Quakers : there were no seats, save a few benches ; and the pulpit was framed of a. few rough boards, over which no plane had ever passed. The audi- ence corresponded with the house, they did not appear very rt;li in ago- ny ; I supplicated pardon of the deceased, and of her God. It ap- peared to me, I had been deficient in affection, and the idea spoke dag- gers to my soul. Memory cruelly summoned before me many instan- ces, in which she might have been obliged, but distraction was in this thought. I sat in speechless agony by her bedside ; having locked the door, no one could obtain entrance. Almighty God, how unutt rable were the sorrows of my soul 1 ! ! I was aroused from this state, by the arrival c ~ our brother William. He obtained entrance ; he glanced upon the bed gaz d for a moment averted his eyes trembled, and became pale as the face of my lamen- ted saint and at length, in silent agony, quitted the apartment. The good lady of the house now made her appearance, and in a tone of sym- pathy supplicated me to retire. The necessary offices were performed, and all that remained of my wedded friend was prepared for the under- taker, who came by the order of her opulent brother : that brother, who had nefariously robbed her of her right of inheritance, who contributed so largely, while she lived, to her sufferings, and who now endured an- guish more than equivalent, for all the riches of the world. A hearse and mourning coaches attended, and the dear remains, followed by her brothers and their families, were entombed in the family vault. The coachman was directed to convey me, after the interment, to the house of our younger brother. He was again a prey to contrition and to sor- row, and he urged me to cherish hope. I assured him, I had nothing to do with hope, at least in this world. He made great professions of affection, and liberal promises of future kindness ; but it was too late ; and though I believe he was at the time sincere, yet, when his strong feelings subsided, he was himself again. Here I close another period of my eventful life ! What a sad reverse ! A fe'.v short weeks since, I was in the mose enviable circumstances ; my situation was charming, my dwelling neat and commodious, my wife. LIFE GF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 109 the object of my soul's devout and sincere affection, her lovely offspring swelling the rapture of the scene, a male and female domestic attached to our persons, and faithful to our interest ; and the pleasing hope, that I should enjoy a long succession of these delights. Now I was alone in the world ; no wife, no child, no domestics, no home ; nothing but the ghosts of my departed joys. In religion, and religion only, the last re- sort of the wretched, I found the semblance of repose ; religion taught me to contemplate the state, to which I was hastening ; my dreams pre- sented my departed Eliza ; I saw her in a variety of views, but in every view celestial : sometimes she was still living, but in haste to be gone : sometimes she descended upon my imagination, an heavenly visitant, commissioned to conduct me home ; and so much of felicity did I derive from those dreams, that I longed for the hour of repose, that T might reiterate the visionary bliss. But new embarrassments awaited me ; doctors, apothecaries, grocers, &c. &c. advanced with their bills ; yet I was not much affected, I was overwhelmed by far greater afflictions. My health had greatly suffered. My sight, by excess of sorrow, so said my physician, was almost gone. Often have I traversed George's- Fields, where many have met death on the point of the foot-pad's dagger, in the mournful hope of meeting a similar fate ; forgetting, in the state to which I was reduced, that, in thus devoting myself to destruction, I indubitably ranked with the self -murderer. The eldest brother of my departed friend contin- ued, from the period of his sister's demise, uniformly kind ; through his instrumentality, many of my most pressing debts were discharged. My mind seemed subdued ; it became a fit residence for sorrow, when I received a letter from Ireland, written by my brother James. Many of our family were numbered with the dead ; of all her children, my mother had now only three surviving sons, and two daughters. My eldest sister was married; and my mother, leaving our common property in her care, was about to repair with her youngest daughter, and two sons, to England. She was not apprized of the death of my Eliza. I had written her, that I was blest with a most lovely, and exemplary companion ; but from the death of my son, and the farther, and en- tire prostration of my terrestrial happiness, I l^ad suspended my com- munications. I was now again necessitated to take a house ; my mo- ther and my brothers resided with me ; and my sister with a lady, to whom she had been introduced in Ireland. She hooii after married, and, as I believed imprudently, and I saw her no more. 1 now lived a mournful life the world appeared to me in a very different I 10 UFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. point of view, from what it had formerly done ; yet I derived ecstatic pleasure from my views of revelation. William Neale became con- vinced of the truth, as it is in Jesus ; and, of course, an adherent of Mr. Relly. This soothed me, and the word of God was au abiding con- solation. To a few individuals I was made a messenger of peace ; but my mother, and my brother James, remained inveterate opposers of the doctrines I had embraced. I sometimes visited the tabernacle, and, conceiving an affection for all men, I had a kind of satisfaction in standing in the rnidst of my brethren. It was at the tabernacle I was informed, that a poor, unhappy, widowed woman, sister to a man whom I had loved, was in most deplorable circumstances ; she had been deceived by a villain ; her kindred had been made acquainted with her situation, but their indignation was kindled against her ; they would not see her ; and her religious connexions abandoned her, while she was suffering all the miseries of want, accompanied by her own agonizing reflections. I discovered her in a miserable room ; no glass in the windows, no fire in the chimney ; she was laying on something which had been a bed ; a child, of a few days old, in her bosom, but no nourishment for it ; another child dead by her side, and a third ap- parently dying. Upon my entrance she covered her face with her hands. " I know you, sir ; you are come to upbraid rne ; yes, I deserve it all ; but by and by my measure will be full." I burst into tear?. I come to upbraid you 1 God forbid. No, poor sufferer, I am come a messenger from that God, who giveth liberally, and upbraideth not. Be of good cheer, you have still a Father, who loves you with an everlasting love, and he has sent me to comfort you ; he has seen your affliction, and he has bid me relieve you. This seemed too much for the poor, forlorn creature ; she appeared in the moment of expiring. I ran out of the house, into a shop at the corner of the alley, the mistress of which was, to my knowledge, perfectly acquainted with the situation of the sufferer. I demanded, why she thus neglected a human being 1 " Ah, the wretched creature, she deserves this and more," was this good woman's reply. But al- though neither the love of God, nor of human nature, could move this hard-hearted woman, I had that in my pocket, which possessed, for her, an irresistible charm ; and, at the hazard of my reputation, I bade her procure coal, a restorative cordial, and a blanket to cover the sufferer. I then proceeded to the dwelling of a lady, one of Mr. Kelly's congregation, to whom I had recently been introduced ; I represented the situation, in which, in the midst of an opulent city, I had discovered LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. Ill a fellow creature. The lady was extremely affected, and her aid was instantaneous. The next day, Sunday, I again visited the poor penitent, whom I found relieved and comforted. She requested me, with many tears, to put up a note for her in the tabernacle. There happened, on that day, to preach in the tabernacle, a Mr. Edwards, whom I had for- merly known, in connexion with Mr. Wesley. I presented a note in the following words : The prayers of this congregation are requested in behalf of a widow indeed, confined to a bed of sickness, without pro- perty, and encompassed by the dying and the dead. I attended again in the tabernacle in the evening, and when the sermon closed, Mr. Ed- wards said : " If the person be here, who put up the note this morning, in behalf of a widow indeed, I should be giad to speak with him in the vestry." Accordingly presenting myself, I was very cordially received by Mr. Edwards, who observed, he was happy I was the person ; that his feelings had been greatly affected by the note; that he had read it to a lady, at whose house he had dined, who, putting two guineas into his hand, requested him, if possible, to find out the widow indeed, and bes- tow them upon her. T conveyed this little sum to the sorrowing woman, with feelings, which those who know how to sympathize with the unfor- tunate will easily understand ; and I assured the poor mourner, that the God, who gives and forgives, had sent her another proof of his fa- vour. Arise, said T, forlorn sufferer, and sin no more. I had the charge of the child's funeral ; the other recovered. The mother was soon abroad, and continued, ever after, to conduct with exemplary pro- priety. This instance, among a thousand others, proves, that faith in the promises is the best stimulus to that pure, and undefiled religion, which consists in relieving the oppressed of every description : and with grati- tude I confess, that this pure and undefiled religion was, to me, a never- failing source of consolation. I was full of the gospel ; gladly would I have sacrificed my life, if I might thus have brought all men acquainted with the riches of the grace of the gospel of God our Saviour ; and my soul was often wrought up to a degree of ecstacy, by the views, exhibited to my understanding, in the pages of divine revelation. Yes, I have experienced, that a belief of the truth disposes the mind to love God, and to do good to man ; and so greatly was my heart affected by the plan of redemption, that I have, in the midst of the streets of London, been so entranced in contemplating its glories, that I have only been awaken- ed to recollection, by the jostling crowd, who wondered as they passed ; yet, while in the fulness of my heart, I embraced every opportunity of expatiating upon the great salvation 4 every thing beside had lost tjrt 112 tIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. power to charm, or even tranquillize, and the torturing sensations I ex- perienced, from reflecting upon past times, were not to be expressed : Death had for me an angel's face, and I viewed this sometimes king of ferntrs, as my emancipating friend. The forbearance of my creditors was at length exhausted. Debts crowded upon me. Demands, which I was utterly unable to answer, were continually made. Had the health of my lovely wife been con- tinued, I was in a very fine way. Her sickness, her death, by dashing from me the cup of felicity, while expenses accumulated, debilitated my mind, and rendered me unequal to those efforts, which my exigencies required. In the midst of my supineness, I was taken by a writ, and borne to a spunging-house. My sensations were, "on this occasion, very different from those, which I had formerly experienced, in a similar situ- ation ; and I derived, from the expected seclusion, a kind of melan- choly pleasure. The officer was astonished at my apathy; I refused sus- tenance, I had no inclination for food. I would swallow nothing, but water. I would have no bed : a bed must be paid for, and I was pen- niless. I slept on the floor of a room, hung with cobwebs, the windows of which were secured by iron bars. I prayed most fervently to Him, with whom are the issues of life and death, that, as He had not allowed his creatures the privilege of departing out of time, when, and how they pleased, He would graciously vouchsafe to grant me my deliverance from a world, where I could serve neither my God, my neighbour, nor myself. But, alas ! as I have often found, death comes not at call. The barred windows admitted just light enough to announce the return of day ; soon after which, the keeper unlocked the door, and in a surly manner, asked me how I did ? Indifferent, sir, I replied. " By G , I think so ! but, sir, give me leave to tell you, I am not indifferent, and if you do not very soon settle with your creditors, I shall take the liber- ty to lodge you in Newgate. I keep nobody in my house that does not spend any thing, damn-me. I cannot keep house, and pay rent, and taxes for nothing. When a gentleman behaves civil, I behave civil ; but, damn-me, if they are sulky, why then, do ye see, I can be sulky too ; so, sir, you had better tell me what you intend to do ?" Nothing. "Nothing? damn-me,* that's a good one ; then, by G , you shall soon see I will do something, that you will not very well like." He then turned upon his heel, drew the door with a vengeance, and double- locked it. Soon after this, his helpmate presented herself, and began to apologize for her husband ; said he was very quick; hoped I would not be offended, for he was a very good man in the main; that she believed LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 113 there never was a gentleman in that house, (and she would be bold to say, there had been as good gentlemen there, as in any house in London) who had ever any reason to complain of his conduct. He would wait upon any of my friends, to whom I should think fit to send him, and do all in his power to make matters easy ; " and if you please, sir, you are welcome to come down into the parlour, and breakfast with me." And pray, my good lady, where are you to get your pay ? " O, I will trust to that, sir ; I am sure you are a gentleman ; do, sir, come down and breakfast ; you will be better after breakfast. Bless your soul, sir. why there have been hundreds, who settled their affairs, and did very well afterwards." I was prevailed upon to go down to breakfast. There was, in the centre of ihe entry, a door half way up, with long spikes t ; every window was barred with iron; escape was impossible ; and indeed I had no wish to escape : a kind of mournful insensibility perva- ded my soul, for which I was not then disposed to account, but which I have since regarded as an instance of divine goodness, calculated to preserve my little remains of health, as well as that reason, which had frequently tottered in its seat. To the impertinent prattle of the female turnkey I paid no attention, but, hastily swallowing a cup of tea, I re- tired to my prison. This irritated her ; she expected I would have tar- ried below, and, as is the custom, summoned my friends, who, whether they did any thing for my advantage or not, would, by calling for punch, wine, &c. &c. unquestionably contribute to the advantage of the house. But as I made no proposal of this kind, nor indeed ever intended so to do, they saw it was improbable they should reap any benefit by or from me ; arid having given me a plentiful share of abuse, and appearing much provoked, that they could not move me to anger, they were pre- paring to carry ine to Newgate, there to leave me among other poor, desperate debtors ; and their determination being thus fixed, I was at liberty to continue in my gloomy apartment, and, what I esteemed an especial favour, to remain there uninterrupted. I received no invitation either to dinner, tea, or supper.; they just condescended to inform me, when they came to lock me in, that I should have another lodging the ensuing night : to which I made no reply. My spirits, however, sunk in the prospect of Newgate. There, I was well informed, I could not be alone ; there, I knew, my associates would many of them be atro- cious offenders, and I was in truth immeasurably distressed. It was now, that every argument, which I had ever read in favour of suicide, was most orlieiour-ly obtruded upon my mind, and warmly impressed upon my imagination. It was etatod* that mv Almisjhtv Father could 114 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. not be angry with me for leaving such a world, in such circumstances the opposition of reason seemed to result from the prejudices of educa- tion ; " and," said illusive fancy, " as it is appointed for all men once to die, to do that to-day, which I may do to-morrow, and what I must shortly do, cannot be very wrong." It is true, my monitor assured me, that the God, who had created me, was the only proper judge of the ex- act moment, when I ought to be removed out of time ; that He best knew what benefit might accrue to myself, or the community, by my longer continuance in this vale of tears ; yet these remarks, with many more of the same description, were not sufficiently imposing to endow me with resolution still to "abide the pelting of the pitiless storm ;" and I determined to finish my wretched existence, before the dawning of another morning. This w r as indeed a night of horror ; but, in the mo- ment of executing my fatal, my God-dishonouring purpose, the image of my Eliza, irradiating the prison walls, seemed to stan d before me. She appeared as if commissioned by Heaven to soothe my tortured spi- rit. I prostrated myself before the perhaps imaginary vision, and, for the first moment since I had occupied this dreary abode, my heart soft- ened, and a shower of tears came to my relief ; yea, and I was relieved. My soul became calm, and, although every hope from this world was extinct in my bosom, yet I believed I should be better able to accommo- date, myself, to whatever sufferings the Almighty might think proper to inflict. I passed the remainder of the night in endeavouring to fortify my mind ; a pleasing melancholy took possession of my spirit. I drew consolation from remembering, the time of suffering was not long ; that there was a rest, a life of uninterrupted felicity, beyond the grave ; that of this rest, this life, no power on earth could deprive me ; and that I ought therefore quietly to wait, and patiently to hope, for the salvation of my God. Thus, although my night had been sleepless, my mind became so calm, and my spirit so greatly refreshed, that when the keep- er opened the door in the morning, to inform me, that in three hours he should lodge me in Newgate, I answered with unaffected composure : I am ready, sir. In less than an hour, however, I had a new source of inquietude. My brother, William Neale, having received a hint of the arrest, had search- ed from place to place, until at length finding me, with tears of sympathy he reproached me, even in the presence of the woman, for not imme- diately summoning him to my relief. This female turnkey, obser- ving the appearance of my brother, and the feeling manner, in which he nddressed me, began 10 hope, notwithstanding what she had termed my LIFE OP REV. JOHN MURRAY. 115 obstinacy, that they should reap some benefit from me after all. "Why," said William, " did you not send for me immediately upon your enter- ing this house ?" " Ay, dear sir, so I said : why, dear sir, said T, can- not you send for some of your friends ? for I know'd as how, the gentle- man had many friends,- and my husband would have gone himself to any part of the town, with all his soul. No one can ever say, that we were backward, in doing every thing in our power to serve and oblige every gentleman, that ever came into our house : and, though T say it, that should not say it, I believe there is not a house, in our way, in Lon- don, that has ever had more good people in it, as a body may say, than ours ; and, says I, Lord, sir, says I, you need not for to make yourself uneasy ; it is no crime, says I, to be in difficulty, or the like of that; the best people in the world, says I, are in the greatest difficulties, says I; I am sure, I have had my share of troubles and difficulties in this world, says I; but I had better, says I, have them here, than in a worse place : I hope, I shall atone for all my sins here." Thus did this creature's tongue run, and would have continued so to do, had not my brother asked, if I had breakfasted ? " Ay, sir, I am glad to hear you say some- thing of that. The poor gentleman has not seemed to care any thing about eating, or drinking : for my part, I was frightened, in the dread of the poor gentleman's dying in the house ; I would have urged him over and over again : but said I, may be he will think as how, that I mean my own interest, and so I did not care to say much about it ; but, sir, the poor gentleman can't think you have any interest." " Get breakfast, ma'am." "Tea or coffee, gentlemen ?" " Both, ma'am, and, do you hear, let us have a private room." " Yes, sir." When left alone, my friend, and brother, again reproached me for delaying my communications to him. I frankly told him, that I was so far from be- ing disposed to solicit his aid, that I seriously regretted he had discover- ed me ; that I had no wish to involve my friends in my difficulties; that I would much rather continue a prisoner, for the remainder of my life, than incur obligations, which I had no prospect of discharging. " Pho, pho," said he, " this is idle talk. You cannot believe, you would be the only sufferer from your continuing in durance." But I should not suffer long. " You know not how long, however ; drop the subject, here is breakfast ; sit you down, and let us breakfast together ; we will resume our subject by and by." Yes, William, we will resume our subject, by and by ; but suffer me to observe, you shall not come under bonds on my account, neither shall you dis- charge my debts ; consent to this stipulation, or I touch no break- 110 UI'E OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. fast. " Pshaw, pshaw, how whimsical ; but eat your breakfast, man : S promise,! will do neither." We then breakfasted in peace, and I derived a mournful kind of pleasure, from the assurance, that I should not in- volve the brother of my Eliza in my ruin. But, how great was my as- tonishment, when he ordered in the officer, who was also master of the house, when, after demanding and discharging his bill, he produced a receipt in full from my creditor, and a complete discharge for me. Thus was I liberated from the fangs of these harpies, and I accompa- nied this commiserating brother to his hospitable mansion, where he related to me the means, by which he had discovered me. Quitting this noble-minded friend, I. hastened home to my suffering mother, who was in agonies on my account ; ignorant where I was, or what was my situation, her apprehensions were of the most fearful kind. We mingled our tears, while she most affectionately endeavoured to soothe me, and to bind up my broken heart ; but my only remaining hope was, that, in this distempered state, I had not long to suffer. But, alas ! here also I was deceived ; long, very long have I continued, and with heart-felt sorrow, to tread this thorny maze. The brothers of my departed angel combined to help me forward ; many plans were proposed for me ; a sum of money was hired to place me, as a partner, in a mercantile house, and my brothers were my bondsmen ! I detest- ed the thought of new prospects from such a world as this, but, to my beloved William, I was largely in debt ; he had a growing family, and both gratitude, as well as justice, demanded I should make every effort for his remuneration. Thus I again became a melancholy man of business. It was supposed the road, not only to competency, but to affluence, was open before me, and I was pronounced in flourishing circumstances. It was, for those who loved me, a pleasing dream ; but soon the golden vision vanished, and I awoke to the certainty of its being no more than a dream. Again I returned to my lonely dwelling ; pleased with the thought, that my solitude would no more be interrupted ; again I detested the world, and all which it could bestow. Thus a few more melancholy months rolled mournfully away, and I expected to finish my days in the retirement, to which I was devoted. One consideration, how r ever, still pressed heavily upon my mind. The very considerable sums, for which I was indebted to my generous brother, was, to me, a mighty burden ; and this beloved brother, availing himself of my anxiety on this account, once more set me afloat. Many were the efforts, to which I consented : great were my mental sacrifices. But one expedient re- LIKE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 117 mained ; it was a mournful expedient. I will not delineate. I pause ; I throw a veil over many revolving months ; let it suffice to say, my purpose was gained, my debts were paid, my pecuniary circumstances easy ; but this was all. How mysterious are the ways of heaven ! how many torturing scenes I have passed through ! But, blessed be God, I have passed through them. Thanks be to the Father of mer- cies, they can no more be reiterated : My newly acquired competency possessed no charms for me ; I derived no satisfaction from any thing around me. In fact, I had nothing in prospect, and hope seemed to have expired in my bosom. CHAPTER V. The bereaved man, quitting his native shores, embarks for America : indulging the fond hope of sequestering himself in the solitude, for which he sighed. But, contrary to his expectations, a series of cir- cumstances combine to produce him a Promulgator of the Gospel of God, our Saviour. Death's sable pall o'er all my pleasures thrown, My native isle to me a desert grown ; Sad and forlorn, to the new world I fled, Amid its wilds to shield my widowed head. TTAVING, as has been described, laid the companion of my youth, the wife of my bosom, in the grave ; my spirit still hovered round her tomb. It has been seen, that my life seemed devoted to misery ; that I wept at all times, except when I turnfrl my attention to that bright world, upon which, I imagined, I was verging ; that I wished the act of putting a period to a weary life had ranked among the Chris- tian virtues ; that I never more passionately longed for any good, than for the period, which was to put an end to my existence ; that I had but few acquaintance, that I wished not to form new connexions ; that I was sick of the world, and all which it could bestow ; that the retire- ment of my lonely dwelling was most acceptable to me ; that I abhorred the thought of expecting any thing like happiness in this world ; and, that I thus passed weeks and months, verily believing, that I should thus finish days, which, I cherished a soothing hope, would,, soon be numbered. Through those sad scenes of sorrow, to which I was condemned, I had one friend, one earthly friend, from whom I derived real" consola- tion. This friend was Mr. James Reljy, the man who had been made o 118 UFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. an instrument, in the hand of God, of leading me into an acquaintance with the truth, as it is in Jesus. This kind friend often visited me ; and in conversing with him, I found my heart lightened of its burden ; 1 could better bear the pitiless storm, that beat upon me, when strength- ened by the example of this son of sorrow ; we frequently conversed upon the things of the kingdom, and Mr. Relly, observing my heart much warmed and enlarged by these subjects, ur^ed me to go forth, and make mention of the loving-kindness of God. No, no, I constant- ly replied, it is not my design again to step forth in a public character. I have been a promulgator of falsehood. " And why not," he would in- terrupt, " a promulgator of truth ? Surely you owe this atonement to the God, who hath irradiated your understanding by the light of his countenance." But no argument, he made use of, was sufficiently strong to excite in my bosom a single wish, that I had either inclination or capability, for a character so arduous ; my heart's desire was to pass, through life, unheard, unseen, unknown to all, as though I ne'er had been. I had an aversion to society, and, since I could not be permitted to leave the world, I was solicitous to retire from its noise and its non- sense ; I was indeed a burden to myself, and no advantage to any body else ; every place, every thing served to render me more miserable, for they led my mind to the contemplation of past scenes, of scenes never more to return. Such was the situation of my mind, when, at the house of one of Mr. Kelly's hearers, I accidentally met a gentleman from America. I listened with attention to his account of the country, in which he had so long resided ; I was charmed with his description of its extent, its forests, its lakes, its rivers, its towns, its inhabitants, the liberty they enjoyed, and the peace and plenty, which they possessed : I listened to every thing with astonishment ; and I turned toward the new world my most ardent wishes. I communicated my desire to visit America to my mother, to my brethren. I was ridiculed for entertain- ing a project so chimerical. What, cross the Atlantic ! For what pur- pose ? To whom would I go ? What could I do ? What object could I have in view ? I was unable to answer any of these questions ; I had not a single acquaintance in America, indeed I had no wish to make acquaintance ; I had nothing in prospect, but a kind of negative happiness ; I did not mean to commence a voyage in pursuit of bliss, but to avoid, if possible, a part of my misery. My mind for a considerable time laboured with my purpose ; many difficulties interposed ; I would infinitely have preferred entering that narrow house, which is appointed for all living, but this I was not per- LIFE OP REV. JOHN MURRAY. 119 mitted to do ; and 1 conceived, to quit England, and to retire to Amer- ica, was the next thing to be desired. Nights and days of deliberation at length convinced my judgment, and I was determined to depart for the new world. My few friends urged me most earnestly to let them apply to those, who had connexions in America, for letters of introduc- tion, or recommendation. No, by no means, this would most effectually defeat my purpose ; I would rather not go, than go thus. My object was to close my life in solitude, in the most complete retirement ; and with those views I commenced preparations for my voyage. I visited the brother of my departed wife, and I beheld both him, and his chil- dren, with the same eyes a dying person would have beheld them ; tears frequently stole down my face, and a thousand thoughts, that served to harrow up my soul, crowded upon me, I was determined not to repeat this scene, and I bid them adieu ; could I have done this upon a bed of death, how much happier should I have been ! The place I now occupied, to which I had recently removed, wa.- extremely beautiful ; it was in the vicinity of London. I had a fine garden, and a delightful prospect ; but my better self had fled this globe, and with her fled my soul's calm sunshine, every heart-felt joy. I was, as I have frequently said, extremely wretched ; I spake to the master of a vessel, bound to New- York ; I agreed for my passage, my heart trembled, it was worse than death. He fixed the time for my depar- ture ; every arrangement was made. My brother, my widowed mo- ther, I met them in my parlour ; it was torturing. " Sit down, my son," said my weeping parent ; my brother appeared a silent spectacle of sorrow : " I know you, my child, too well to expect I can alter your resolution ; it is now too late to beseech you to reflect ; I know you have long reflected, and I am astonished to find you still deter- mined. You have a charming situation ; your prospects are good ; could you but make your mind easy, you might still be happy ; why, then, this aversion to life ?" I interrupted her, by declaring, that the whole world would not, could not detain me longer in England ; yet T passionately loved my country, and my few remaining friends shared the best affections of my heart. This voluntary exile was worse than death ; but I was impelled to go, and go I must. My poor mother threw her fond arms about my neck : " Once more," said she, " you leave me, but not now, as before ; then you left me in my native place, among my natural connexions ; then too, I had hope you would again be restored to me but now " and she burst into tears ; my heart was agonized. I entreated her to consider me, as on the bed of death, 120 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. nor again to think of me, as of a living son. Be thankful, my mother, be thankful it is no worse ; be thankful I have not fallen a victim to the despondency of my spirit. I leave you with your children, with chil- dren kind, and dutiful ; and, what is better than all, I leave you in the hands, and under the care of a kind God, who hath said, I will never leave you, nor forsake you. " But shall I hear from you, in y son ?" Do not, I entreat you, think of me, as living ; I go to bury myself in the wilds of America ; no one shall hear from me, nor of me. I have done with the world ; and, prostrating myself in the presence of my mother and my God, with streaming eyes, and supplicating hands, I commended my soul, and all who were connected with me, or allied to me, to that Being, who orders all things according to his own good pleasure. I left my mother in an agony of affliction, and retired, but not to rest. My baggage had been sent on board ship in the morning, and, accompanied by my brother, we took a boat and passed down to GraveVEnd, where I entered on board the vessel, that was to convey me to America, which, in my then judgment, was tantamount to quit- ting the world. The vessel, however, did not sail immediately ; I had an opportunity of going on shore again, and spending some time at GraveVEnd. Fond of being alone, I ascended a lofty eminence, and sat me down under the shade of a wide spreading tree ; here I had leisure, and in- clination for reflection. On one hand, I beheld the wide ocean, my path to the new world ; on the other, the Thames, upon the silvery sur- face of which, many were passing to London. My mind rapidly ran over the various scenes I had witnessed, since my arrival in that great city. I dwelt upon the good I had lost, never more to be recovered. My soul sickened at the recollection of my heavy bereavement, of the solitary situation, to which 1 was reduced. I was going from a world, h\ which I had some associates, and some friends, into a country where every individual was unknown to me ! I was going on board a vessel, to the crew of which I was an utter stranger all gloomy truly gloomy. One idea, however, continued my abiding consolation ; I might soon finish my course, and bid an eternal adieu to sorrow of every descrip- tion. Yet I trembled at what was before me ; I was fearful I was wrong. Just at this period the wind shifted, the signal was made for sailing ; but before I descended the eminence, I once more threw my eyes upon the surrounding scenes. I felt destitute, and forlorn ; tears gushed in my eyes. My domestic felicity, my social connexions, the LIFE OP REV. JOHN MUR11AY. 121 pleasure I had derived from listening to the testimony of truth, these all rushed upon my recollection, with subduing power ; I prostrated myself upon the ground, with streaming ejyes exclaiming : Oh, thou dear parent earth, thou much loved native soi.l, why not open, and give me a quiet resting place in thy bosom. Oh ! ithou dear, departed friend of my soul, hast thou no power to loose the^se chains, that bind me to this state of being. Is there no eye to pity, no hand to help a wretched outcast ? can I not be indulged with death ? But death comes not at call. In this situation I continued, bedewin g the earth with my tears, until it pleased the kind God to speak pe;ace to my tortured heart, and I seemed to hear a voice calling unto m.e, Be of good cheer, your God is with tou, He will never leave you, iwr forsake you ; He is in the wide' waste, as in the fall city. Be not aft aid, when thou passest through the waters ; 1 will be with thee, fear no evil ; the friend of sin- ners will be with thee, and make Iky way plain before thee ; He witt cause the desert to blossom, as the rose. 7i7ie young lions cry, and thy heavenly Father feed-elk them. Thou art nearer and dearer to thy heavenly Father, than alt the inhabitants of the deep, than all the. ten- ants of the forests. Thus did the spirit of grace and consolation com- fort my afflicted heart, so that, after bidding an affectionate adieu to the scenes of the morning and meridian of my days ; after taking what. I believed an eternal leave of my nativ e soil, of my friends, and rela- tives ; after dropping many tears to the memory of each; and, last of all, to the ashes of ray dearer self; with an aching head, a pained heart, and eyes swelled by weeping, on Saturday evening, July twenty-first, in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy, I hastened on board the brig " Hand in Hand ;' ' and, upon the ensuing morning, as we passed round B'eachy Head, I beheld the white cliffs of Albion. No language can describe my sensations, as those white cliffs receded from my view, as I toojc a last lo'0k of England ! I retired to my cabin, covered my face, and wept until I was completely exhausted. But God was pleased to lift up the light of his countenance upon me ; my voyage passed more pleasantly,, than I had calculated, and I was the happy instrument of contributing to the comfort of many on board. I was not sick upon the passage, I became more than reconciled to my circumstances, and I almost dreaded the thought of reaching our des- tined port. I did not anticipate my fate upon my arrival ; I had determined upon nothing, and yet I wa 3 not distressed ; a perfect indifference pervaded my soul. I had in my trimks jnany articles of clothing, 122 LIFE OP REV. JOHN MURRAY. more than I should want ; for I did not calculate upon being many years an inhabitant of this globe. I had some money, I had my Bible, and a very large collection of the letters of my Eliza, in which I took much delight ; and, upon the whole, I fancied myself rather rich, than otherwise. In this state of resignation, indifference, or insensibility, I passed the greater part of the voyage. As we drew near the coast of America, I experienced none of those delightful sensations, which swelled my bosom, -a few years before on returning to England from Ireland; neither did I experiencetho.se terrifying apprehensions, for which there was such abundant reason, on advancing to an unknown country, without patron, or friend. My mind was calm and unruftled, neither elated by hope, nor depressed by fear. I had obtained precisely that situation, for which I had sup- plicated heaven, when entering upon this untried state of being, hum- bly depending upon that God, who was in every place the same un- changing friend of the creature, whom he had made. I was, as it were, between two worlds ; one I had tried, and, finding it contained more of bitter, than of sweet, I had turned from it with disgust. I advanced toward the other, without high-raised expectations, without fearful apprehensions. I was pleased with the wonders of my God, as I beheld them in the great deep ; I was amazed at the variety of its inhabitants, yet how small a part could I trace. I was astonished at the number of birds, flitting over the ocean ; and I thought, if provision was made for them, I had no reason for fear. On a brilliant moon- light evening, our ship struck on something, which threw us off' our seats' What could it be 1 we were in the centre of the Western ocean. We soon discovered it was a sleeping whale ; we also beheld the wa- ter-spout, so often described, as a surprising phenomenon. Thus was my wondering mind beguiled of its sorrows. We saw a number of vessels on our way, some passing to the country we had left ; my heart sighed, as they pursued their course, and I frequently, and audibly ex- claimed, Dear native country, never more to be seen by me ! nor was the exclamation unaccompanied by a tear. We were, as it was supposed, within three days sail of New- York, when we met'a vessel, bound for England. Our merchant questioned the captain, respecting the state of public affairs in America. The Americans had, some time before, entered into the non-importation agreement, and our merchant was anxious, on account of the goods he had on board. The captain assured him, they had given up the agree- ment in Philadelphia, but that they zealously adhered to it in New- LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 123 York. Our captain, therefore, received immediate orders, to change the course of the vessel for Philadelphia ; but when we had got near enough to this harbour to take a pilot, the pilot informed us, the reverse of the information we had received was the truth ; upon which the merchant determined to go as far as the city, there obtain a certainty, and if so, to proceed to New- York, with all possible dispatch. We were a considerable time passing up the Delaware, and, upon a fine day, while we lay at anchor, the merchant proposed going on shore, for the purpose of obtaining corn and fruit. It was in the month of September, when we arrived in the Delaware ; the country, upon the banks of this fine river, exhibited a most enchant- ing appearance, especially to those, who had been for many weeks out of sight of land, and had never seen those shores before. As we drew near the land, the woods, seeming to grow out of the water, had to me a very uncommon appearance ; but every thing, in this country, was un- common. We went on shore, and ascended a gentle acclivity, when, entering into a small log-house, I was astonished to see a woman pre- paring some excellent wild ducks for dinner ; live in a log-house, and feed upon ducks ! We passed into her garden, where, amid its rich variety, my attention was arrested by a large peach-tree, loaded with the best fruit, bending to the earth ! I was beyond expression charmed, and delighted, and my heart bent with grateful affection to the univer- sal Parent, for giving the inhabitants of this new world thus liberally to enjoy. When we reached Philadelphia, I was amazed to behold a city of such magnitude, in a country, which I had considered, as a wil- derness. The captain supposed it a disappointment to me, that we had not put into New- York, as that was the place of my destination ; I requested him, to make himself easy, as it was a matter of perfect in- difference to me upon what part of the country I landed ; and, if he could procure me a private lodging, I would go on shore in this city. This he told me he would do, but this he found he could not do, at least in the circle of his connexions. He then proposed my going, by land, to New- York. This also I was willing to do, if he would tet me know 1 how. He would send and take me a place ip the stage. The stage had been gone some time. He then proposed I should tarry in the vessel., and set out with him the next morning for New- York, to which arrangement I agreed. The other passengers 'left us in Philadelphia. The water was smooth, and our passage pleasant, until we were, as was iiipposed, near Sandy-Hook ; a dense fog then arose, which was suffi- ciently tkick to prevent our seeing the end of our bowsprit. A 'sloop 124 LIFK OF REV - JOHN MURRAY. .shot past us, and we inquired how far we were from Sandy-Hook ? The answer was seventy miles, but we understood seven, and we pressed on, and in a few moments were in the midst of the breakers ; the vessel struck upon the bar, but passed over, into a place we afterwards learned was called Cranberry Inlet. The fog now dispersed, and we discovered we were nearly on shore ; our anchors, however, saved us; but we were greatly alarmed, and never expected to get -off again. The sloop, with which we had spoken, entered this inlet before us, and was light. The captain proposed to engage this sloop to receive on board as much of our cargo, as she could contain ; thus, by lightening his vessel, to give himself the only probable chance of getting off. This was effectuaed, and night coming on, the captain, with many apologies, requested me to lodge on board the sloop, inasmuch as there were many valuable articles, which he was afraid to trust, without a confidential person. To this I readily consented, and taking my Bible, and my purse, I went on board the sloop. The plan of the captain was, supposing the morn- ing should present no prospect of getting off, to deposit the remainder of his cargo upon the beach ; but, if they should get off, we were im- mediately to follow ; the goods were to be replaced ; and the sloop dismissed. I went not to bed, and when the morning dawned, just at high water, the wind blowing from the shore, they got off, making a signal for us to follow ; and with all possible dispatch we prepared to obey, but the wind instantly shifting, drove us back, and they proceeded on to New-York, leaving us in the bay. It proved upon examination, we had no provisions on board ; we were, therefore, necessitated to lock up the vessel, and go on shore, in search of sustenance. It was the after part of the day before we could effectuate our purpose, when I went with the boatmen to a tavern, and leaving them there, pursued a solitary walk through the woods, which seemed to surround this place. My naind was greatly agitated ; I was now in the new world ; and in just such a part of this new world, as had appeared so desirable in prospect. Here I was as much alone, as I could wish, and my heart exclaimed : O, that 1 had, in this wilderness, the lodging place of a poor way-faring man ; some cave, some grot, some place where I might finish my days in calm repose. As thus I passed along, thus contemplating, thus supplicating ; I unexpectedly reached a small log-house, and saw a girl cleaning a fresh fish ; 1 requested she would sell it to me. " No, sir, you will find a very great plenty at the next house ; we want this." The next house, what this ? pointing to one in- the wood?. " O no. sir. that is a meeting-house." A meeting- LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 125 house here in these woods? I was exceedingly surprised. "You must pass the meeting-house, sir ; and a little way farther on, you will see the other house, where you will find fish enough." I went forward, I came to the door ; there was indeed a large pile of fish of various sorts, and at a little distance stood a tall man, rough in appearance and evidently advanced in years : Pray, sir, will you have the goodness to sell me one of those fish? "No, sir." That is strange, when you have so many, to refuse me a single fish ! " I did not refuse you a fistj, sir ; you are welcome to as many as you please, but I do not sell this article ; I do not sell fish, sir, T have them for taking up, and you may obtain them the same way." I, thanked him : " But," said he, " what do you want of those fish ]" I informed him, that the mariners, who belonged to the sloop at a distance, were at the tavern, and would be glad, if 1 could procure them something for supper. " Well, sir, I will send rny man over with the fish ; but you can tarry here, and have some dressed for yourself." No, sir, it is proper I should see how they are accommodated. " Well, sir, you shall do as you please ; but, after supper, I beg you would return, and take a bed with us, you will be better pleased here, than at a tavern." I gratefully thanked him, and cheerfully accepted his offer. I was astonished to see so much genuine politeness and urbanity, under so rough a form ; but my astonishment was greatly in- creased on my return. His room was prepared, his fire bright, and his heart open. " Come," said he, " my friend, 1 am glad you have returned, I have longed to see you, I have been expecting you a long time." I was perfectly amazed. What do you mean, sir ? "I must go on in my own way, I am a poor ignorant man, I neither know how to read, nor write ; 1 was born in these woods, and rny father did not think proper to teach me my letters. I worked, on these grounds, until I became a man, when 1 went coasting voyages from hence to New- York. I was then desirous of becoming a husband, but, in going to New- York, I was pressed on board a man of war, and I was taken, in admiral Warren's ship to Cape- Breton. I never drank any rum, so they saved my allowance ; but I would not bear an affront, so if any of the officers struck me, I struck them again, but the admiral took my part, and called me his new-light man. When we reached Louisbourg, I ran away, and travelled barefooted through the country, and almost naked, to New- York, where I was known, and -supplied with clothes and money, and soon returned to this place, when I found my girl married : this rendered me very unhappy, but I recovered my tranquillity and married her sister. I sat down to work ; got forward vf*ry fast ; con- 126 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. structed a saw-mill ; possessed myself of this farm, and five hundred acres of adjoining land. I entered into navigation, became the owner of a sloop, and have got together a large estate. I am, as I said, una- ble either to write or read, but I am capable of reflection ; the sacred scriptures have been often read to me, from which I gather, that there is a great and good Being, to whom we are indebted for all we enjoy. It is this great, and good Being, who hath preserved, and protected me, through innumerable dangers, and, as He had given me a house of my own, I conceived I could not do less than to open it to the stranger, let him be who he would ; and especially, if a travelling minister passed this way, he always received an invitation to put up at my house, and hold his meetings here. I continued this practice for more than seven years, and, illiterate as I was, I used to converse with them, and was fond of asking them questions. They pronounced me an odd mortal, declaring themselves at a loss what to make of me : while I continued to affirm, that I had but one hope ; I believed, that Jesus Christ suffered death for my transgressions, and this alone was sufficient for me. At length my wife grew weary of having meetings held in her house, and I determin- ed to build a house for the worship of God. I had no children, and I knew that I was beholden to Almighty God for every thing, which I possessed ; and it seemed right, I should appropriate a part, of what he had bestowed, for His service. My neighbours offered their assistance. But no, said I ; God has given me enough to do his work, without 3 r our aid, and, as he has put it into my heart to do, so I will do. And who, it was asked, will be your preacher ? I answered, God will send me a preacher, and of a very different stamp from those, who hare heretofore preached in my house. The preachers, we have heard, are perpetually contradicting themselves ; but that God, who has put it into my heart to build this house, will send one, who shall deliver unto me his own truth ; who shall speak of Jesus Christ, and his salvation. When the house was finished, I received an application from the Bap- tists ; and I told them, if they could make it appear, that God Almighty was a Baptist, the building should be theirs at once. The Quakers, and Presbyterians, received similar answers. No, said I, as I firmly believe, that all mankind are equally dear to Almighty God, they shall all be equally welcome to preach in this house, which I have built. My neighbours assured me, I never should see a preacher, whose sentiment* corresponded with my own : but my uniform reply was, that I assu- redly should. I engaged, the first year, with a man, whom I greatly disliked ; we parted, and, for some years, we have had no stated min- LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 127 ister. My friends often ask me, " Where is the preacher, of whom you spake ?" And my constant reply has been, He will by and by make his appearance. The moment I beheld your vessel on shore, it seemed as if a voice had audibly sounded in my ear : There, Potter, in that vessel, cast away on that shore, is the preacher, you have been so long expecting. I heard the voice, and I believed the report ; and when you came up to my door, and asked for the fish, the same voice seemed to repeat : Potter, this is the man, this is the person, whom I have sent to preach in your house !" I was astonished, immeasurably astonished at Mr. Potter's narrative ; but yet I had not the smallest idea it could ever be realized. I re- quested to know, what he could discern in my appearance, which could lead him to mistake me for a preacher ? " What," said he, " could I discern, when you were in the vessel, that could induce this conclu- clusion ? No, sir, it is not what I saw, or see, but what I feel, which produces iti my mind a full conviction." Bat, my dear sir, you are deceived, indeed you are deceived; I nev- er shall preach in this place, nor any where else. " Have you never preached 1 can you say, you ha ve never preached ?" I cannot, but I never intend to preach again. " Has not God lifted up the light of his countenance upon you ? Has he not shown you his truth ?" I trust, he has. " And how dare you hide this truth ? Do men light a candle to put it under a bushel ? If God has shown you his salvation, why should you not show it to your fellow men ? But I know, that you will ; I am sure, God Almighty has sent you to us for this purpose ; I am not deceived, I am sure I am not deceived." I was terrified, as the man thus went on ; and I began to fear, that God, who orders all things according to the council of his own will, had ordained, that thus it should be, and my heart trembled at the idea. I endeavoured, however, to banish rny own fears, and to silence the warm-hearted man, by observing, that I was in the place of a super- cargo; that property to a large amount had been entrusted to my care: and that, the moment the wind changed, I was under the most solemn obligations to depart. " The wind will never change, sir, unti) you have delivered to us. in that meeting-house, a message from God. Still I was resolutely determined never to enter any pulpit, as a preacher ; yet, being rendered truly unhappy, T beggw I might be ny pi *<*M 128 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. shown to my bed. He requested I would pray with them, if I had no objection. I asked him, how he could suppose I had any objection to praying ? The Quakers, he said, seldom prayed ; and there were others, who visited him, who were not in the habit of praying. I nev- er propose prayer, sir, lest it should not meet with the approbation of those, with whom I sojourn ; but I am always pleased, when prayer is proposed to me. I prayed, and my heart was greatly enlarged, and softened. Vv'hen we parted for the night, my kind host solemnly re- quested, that I would think of what he had said. Alas ! he need not to have made this request ; it was impossible to banish it from my mind. When I entered my chamber, and shut the door, I burst into tears ; I would have given the world, that I had never left Eng- land. I felt, as if the hand of God was in the events, which had brought rne to this place, and I prayed most ardently, that God would assist and direct me by his counsel. I presented myself before Him. as a man bowed down by calamity ; a melancholy outcast, driven by- repeated afflictions of body and of mind to seek refuge in private life ; to seek solitude amid the wilds of America : Thou knowest, said my oppressed spirit, thou knowest, O Lord, that, if it had pleased thee, I would have preferred death, as the safest, and most sure retreat ; but Thou hast not seen tit to indulge my wishes in this respect. In thy providence, thou hast brought me into this new world ; thou seest how 1 >m oppressed by solicitations to speak unto the people the words ot life ; thou knowest, that I am not sufficient for these things ; thou God o' my lathers, thou God of the stranger, look with pity upon the poor, lonely wanderer, now before thee : O thou, that sittest in the heaven, a.id rulest in the earth, and who assurest us, that a hair of our head cannot fall, unnoticed by thee ; O thou, who kindly directest us, thy poor dependent creatures, to acknowledge thee in all their ways, and to make their requests known unto thee in every time of affliction, be- hold thy poor dependent, supplicating thee for thy kind direction and protection ; if thou hast indeed put it into the heart of thy servant to demand of me, the meanest and weakest of all, to whom thou didst ever give power to believe in the name, of thy Son, to declare unto him. and the people of this place, the gospel of thy grace; O God ! in mercy prepare me, prepare me for so vast an undertaking, and let thy pres- ence bq with me ; strengthen me, O Lord, by thy mighty spirit. And il' it be not thy pleasure thus to employ me, for thou, O God, wilt send. by whom thou wilt send, graciously manifest thy will, that so I ma\ not bv any means be drawn into a snare. Thou art the sinner's friend. LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. 12U thou arf the only friend I have. To thee, O thou compassionate Fa- ther of my spirit, encouraged by thy gracious promises, I make applica- tion. Pity, O pity the destitute stranger ; leave me not, I most earn- estly entreat thee, to my own direction. Thus did I pray, thus did I weep through the greater part of the Bight ; dreading more than death, even supposing death an object of dread, the thought of engaging, as a public character. On the one hand, I discovered, that if there be a ruling power, a superintending providence, the account, given by the extraordinary man under whose roof I reposed, evinced its operation ; that, if the heart of the creature be indeed in the hand of the Creator, it was manifest, that God had dis- posed the heart of this man to view me as His messenger, sent for the purpose of declaring the counsel of his peace to his creatures. On the other hand, I recollected, that the heart is deceitful, above all things ; that the devices of the adversary are manifold ; and that, had it been the will of God, that I should have become a promulgator of the gospel of his grace, he would have qualified me for an object of such infinite magnitude. If I testified of Jesus according to the scriptures, I well knew upon what I must calculate : the clergy, of all denominations, would unite to oppose me. For I had never met with any individual of that order, either in the Church of Rome, or elsewhere, who were believers of the Gospel, that God preached unto Abraham, that, in Christ Jesus, all the families of the earth should be blessed ; nor did they, as far as I had known, embrace the ministry of reconciliation, committed unto the Apostles, namely, that God teas, in Christ, recon- ciling the world unto Himself, not imputing unto them their trespasses ; nor did they acknowledge the restitution of all things, testified by all God's holy prophets ever since the world began. To these doctrines I supposed clergymen in this, as well as in the country I had left, united in their opposition ; and, convinced that there were no enemies in the world more powerful, than the clergy, I trembled at the thought of stemming the full tide of their displeasure. I was persuaded, that peo- ple in general, being under the dominion of the clergy, would hate where they hated, and report what they reported. Acquainted in some measure with human nature, and with divine revelation, I was certain, that, if I appeared in the character of a real disciple of Christ Jesus ; if I dared to declare the whole truth of God, /all manner of evil would ne said of me; and, although it might be falsely said, while the inventor of the slander would be conscious of its falsehood, the majority of those who heard would yield it credit, and } should become Hie victim of their credulitv. ISO LIFE OF REV. JOHW MURRAY. I knew how Mr. Relly had suffered in England, and the Apostle.* in Judea ; and being a believer in the testimony of God, I was assured, if my doctrines were the same, my treatment would be similar. All this rose to my view, and the prospect was tremendous. Thus I pas- sed the night, and the ensuing morning witnessed my indisposition both of body, and mind. My good friend renewed his solicitations. " Will you, sir, speak to me, and to my neighbours, of the things, which belong to our peace ?" Seeing only thick woods, the tavern across the field exempted, I requested to know what he meant by neighbours ? " O sir, we assemble a large congregation, whenever the meeting-house is opened ; indeed, when my father first settled here, he was obliged to go twenty miles to grind a bushel of corn, but there are now more than seven hundred inhabitants within that distance. 1 ' I was amazed ; indeed every thing I saw, and every thing I heard, amazed me ; nothing, except the religion of the people, resembled what I had left behind. My mind continued subjected to the most torturing reflections. J could not bring myself to yield to the entreaties of Mr. Potter, and still I urged the necessity of departing, the moment the wind would answer. Mr. Potter was positive the wind would not change, until I had spo- ken to the people. Most ardently did I desire to escape the importu- nities of this good man. The idea of a crowd, of making a public ex- hibition of myself, was, to my desolate, woe-worn mind, intolerable ; and the suspense, in which I was held, was perfectly agonizing. I could not forbear acknowledging an uncommon coincidence of circum- stances. The hopes and fears of this honest man, so long in operation, yet he evinced great warmth of disposition, and was evidently tinctured with enthusiasm ; but, after making every allowance for these propen- sities, it could not be denied, that an over-ruling Power seemed to ope- rate, in an unusual, and remarkable manner. I could not forbear look- ing back upon the mistakes, made during our passage, even to the coming in to this particular irilet, where no vessel, of the size of the brig n Hand-iu-Hand," had ever before entered ; every circumstance con- tributed to bring me to this house. Mr. Potter's address on seeing me ; his assurance, that he knew I was on board the vessel, when he saw her at a distance : all these considerations pressed with powerful conviction on my mind, and I was ready to say, If God Almighty has, in his providence, so ordered events, as to bring me into this country for the purpose of making manifest the savour of his name, and of bringing ,1 many to the knowledge of the truth ; though I would infinitely prefer LIFE OF REV. JOHtf MURRAY. 131 death, to entering into a character, which will subject me to what is in- finitely worse than death ; yet, as the issues of life and death are not under my direction, am I not bound to submit to the dispensations of providence ? I wished, however, to be convinced, that it was the will of God, that I should step forth in a character, which would be consid- ered as obnoxious, as truly detestable. I was fully convinced, it was not by the will of the flesh* nor by the will of the world, nor by the" will of the god of this world ; all these were strongly opposed thereto. One moment, I felt my resolution give way; the path, pointed out, seem- ed to brighten upon me : but the next, the difficulties, from within and without, obscured the prospect, and I relapsed into a firm resolution to shelter myself, in solitude, from the hopes, and fears, and the various contentions of men. While I thus balanced, the Sabbath advanced. I had ventured to im- plore the God, who had sometimes condescended to indulge individu- als with tokens of his approbation, graciously to indulge me, upon this importantoccasion ; and that, if it were his will, that 1 should obtain the desire of my soul, by passing through life in a private character. If it were not his will, that I should engage as a preacher of the ministry of reconciliation, he would vouchsafe to grant me such a wind, as might bear me from this shore, before the return of another Sabbath. I de- termined to take the changing of the wind for an answer ; and, had the wind changed, it would have borne on its wings full conviction, be- cause it would have corresponded with my wishes. But the wind changed not, and Saturday morning arrived. " Well," said my anx- ious friend, " now let me give notice to my neighbours." No, sir, not yet ; should the wind change by the middle of the afternoon, I must depart. No tongue can tell, nor heart conceive, how much I suffered this afternoon ; but the evening came on, and it was necessary I should determine; and at last, with much fear and trembling, I yielded a reluc- tant consent. Mr. Potter then immediately dispatched his servants, on horseback, to spread the intelligence far and wide, and they were to continue their information, until ten in the evening. I had no rest through the night. What should I say, or how address the people? Yet I recollected the admonition of our Lord : " Take, no thought, what you shall say ; it shall be giren you, in that s .hru! . ; :o 150 LIFE OF REV. JOHN MURRAY. much impudence." I dare say, sir, you are disappointed ; you expect- ed to have met a timid, poor, destitute stranger, who would have been confounded by noise, and such c"ogent arguments, as gibberish, gibber- ish, repeatedly vociferated ; you expected, I should not have dared to utter a syllable ; you have been pleased to treat me very roughly ; you know not, but you have been pouring vinegar into wounds already sore ; you have, sir, been vexing the stranger ; and without any provocation on my part. " Ay, ay, this is the language of all impostors." Thus ended my morning repast. I was very much hurt ; yet I reap- ed advantage from this new trial. Returning to my lodgings, I expe- rienced the most painful sensations ; but the rebuff', I had received, op