Writing to his mother, Whitefield says:--

"NEW YORK, _November 16, 1739_.

"HONOURED MOTHER,--New friends are raised up every day,

whithersoever we go. The people of Philadelphia have used me

most courteously, and many, I believe, have been pricked to

the heart.... Oh, my honoured mother, my soul is in distress

for you. Flee, flee, I beseech you, to Jesus Christ, by faith.

Lay hold on Him, and do not let Him go. God has given you

convictions. Arise, arise, and never rest till they end in sound

conversion. Dare to deny yourself. My honoured mother, I beseech

you, by the mercies of God in Christ Jesus, dare to take up your

cross, and follow Christ."

These are beautiful exhibitions of humbleness, simplicity,

earnestness, and love. Let us follow Whitefield in his return to

Philadelphia.

"Monday, Nov. 19, Took boat about five in the morning, and

reached Elizabeth Town at seven. Dined with Mr. Dickinson,[295]

a worthy Dissenting minister, who had sent a letter of

invitation to New York, and offered me the use of his

meeting-house. About twelve, I preached in it, according to

appointment, to upwards of seven hundred people. God was pleased

to open my mouth against both ministers and people, among all

denominations, who imprison the truth in unrighteousness.

[295] The Rev. Jonathan Dickinson, for thirty-nine years

minister of the first Presbyterian Church in Elizabeth Town,

New Jersey, and also first president of New Jersey College. He

likewise was a practising physician of considerable reputation.

He was much celebrated as a preacher; and his publications were

creditable to his head and heart. He died, universally lamented,

in 1747, aged 59.

"Tuesday, Nov. 20. Reached New Brunswick about six last night;

and preached to-day, at noon, for near two hours, in Mr.

Tennent's meeting-house, to a large assembly gathered together

from all parts. About three in the afternoon, I preached again;

and, at seven, I baptized two children, and preached a third

time. Among others who came to hear the word, were several

ministers, whom the Lord has been pleased to honour, in making

them instruments of bringing many sons to glory.[296]

[296] One of these was the Rev. Theodore James Frelinghuysen,

minister of the Reformed Dutch Church at Raritan, New Jersey. He

was an able, evangelical, and eminently successful preacher. He

died in 1754.

"Wednesday, Nov. 21. Set out early, with about a score in

company, for Maidenhead, a little more than twenty miles from

New Brunswick, where, at Mr. Tennent's request, I had appointed

to preach to-day. At noon, I preached from a waggon to about

fifteen hundred persons. Here one Mr. Rowland,[297] another

faithful minister of Jesus Christ, gave us the meeting. He has

been a preacher about two years, has gone about doing good,

and has had many seals to his ministry. Much of the simplicity

of Christ was discernible in his behaviour. After sermon, in

company with above thirty horse, I went to Trent Town, ten

miles from Maidenhead, and preached, in the Court House, in the

evening.

[297] Mr. Rowland was a remarkable man. He was a Presbyterian

in doctrine and practice, but, on account of some irregularity

in his being called to the ministry, the Presbytery refused to

recognise him. He, accordingly, began to preach in barns and

other unconsecrated places. In the spring of 1739, numbers of

persons, in Lawrence, Hopewell, and Amwell, three contiguous

towns in New Jersey, were powerfully affected by his preaching,

and their convictions of sin were attended with great horror,

trembling, and weeping. John Rowland was an irregular

revivalist, exceedingly effective and useful. (Hodge's "History

of the Presbyterian Church in the United States.")

"Thursday, Nov. 22. Set out for Neshaminy (twenty miles from

Trent Town), where old Mr. Tennent lives, and keeps an academy,

and where I was to preach to-day, according to appointment. We

came thither about twelve, and found above three thousand people

gathered together in the meeting-house yard, and Mr. William

Tennent preaching to them, because we were beyond the appointed

time. When I came up, he stopped, and sung a psalm, and then I

began to speak. At first, the people seemed unaffected, but, in

the midst of my discourse, the hearers began to be melted down,

and cried much. After I had finished, Mr. Gilbert Tennent gave

a word of exhortation. At the end of his discourse, we sung a

psalm, and then dismissed the people with a blessing. After our

exercises were over, we went to old Mr. Tennent, who entertained

us like one of the ancient patriarchs. His wife seemed to me

like Elizabeth, and he like Zacharias; both, as far as I can

find, walk in all the ordinances and commandments of the Lord

blameless. We had sweet communion with each other, and spent

the evening in concerting measures for promoting our Lord's

kingdom. It happens very providentially that Mr. Tennent and his

brethren are appointed to be a presbytery by the synod, so that

they intend breeding up gracious youths, and sending them out

into our Lord's vineyard. The place wherein the young men study

now is, in contempt, called _the College_. It is a log-house,

about twenty feet long, and nearly as many broad; and, to me,

it seemed to resemble the school of the old prophets. From this

despised place, seven or eight worthy ministers of Jesus have

lately been sent forth; more are almost ready to be sent; and

a foundation is now laying for the instruction of many others.

The devil will certainly rage against them; but the work, I

am persuaded, is of God, and will not come to nought. Carnal

ministers oppose them strongly; and, because people, when

awakened by Mr. Tennent or his brethren, see through them, and

therefore leave their ministry, the poor gentlemen are loaded

with contempt, and looked upon as persons who turn the world

upside-down.

"Friday, Nov. 23. Parted with dear Mr. Tennent and his

worthy fellow-labourers; but promised to remember each other

_publicly_ in our prayers. Rode to Abingdon, about ten miles

from Neshaminy, and preached to above two thousand people from

a porch-window belonging to the meeting-house. It is surprising

how such bodies of people, so scattered abroad, can be gathered

at so short a warning. At Neshaminy, I believe, there were

nearly a thousand horses. The people, however, did not sit upon

them to hear the sermon, as in England, but tied them to the

hedges; and thereby much disorder was prevented. Though it was

cold, the congregation stood very patiently in the open air,

and seemed in no hurry to return home after the discourses were

ended. As soon as I had finished at Abingdon, I hastened to

Philadelphia, where I found my family in good order, and all

things carried on according to my desire. Oh, how can I express

my thankfulness for this little excursion!"

This was a new kind of life to Whitefield. In England, he had

preached, when he was permitted, in churches, and when not

permitted, in Moorfields and places similar. Here he was preaching

in Presbyterian, or, as he regarded them, Dissenting meeting-houses,

or in open spaces surrounded by the grand old forests, through

which he and his companions joyously pursued their sylvan journeys.

Professedly, he was a Church of England clergyman, but practically

a Dissenting minister. Of course, his action was ecclesiastically

irregular, but it occasioned him no anxiety or uneasiness. He was

preaching the gospel, and that to him was quite enough. When he got

back to Philadelphia, he wrote quite a batch of letters, all bearing

the same date, November 28; but extracts from two only must suffice.

To the Rev. Ebenezer Pemberton, he says, perhaps with more lowliness

than was decorous:--

"I have been much concerned since I saw you, lest I behaved not

with that humility toward you, which is due from a babe to a

father in Christ; but you know, reverend sir, how difficult it

is to meet with success, and not be puffed up with it. If any

such thing was discernible in my conduct, oh pity me, and pray

to the Lord to heal my pride. Alas! who can hope to be justified

by his works? My preaching, praying, etc., are only _splendida

peccata_. The blood of Christ, applied to my soul by a living

faith, is the only thing that can render them acceptable."

He was not only in close communion with the Presbyterians of

America, but he wrote as follows to the Rev. Ralph Erskine, the

Presbyterian Reformer, in Scotland:--

"I bless the Lord, from my soul, for raising you and several

other burning and shining lights to appear for Him in this

midnight of the Church. My heart has been much warmed by

reading some of your sermons, especially that preached before

the Associate Presbytery. I long more and more to hear of the

rise and progress of your proceedings, and how far you would

willingly carry the reformation of the Church of Scotland. My

ignorance of the constitution of the Scotch Church is the cause

of my writing after this manner. I should be obliged to you, if

you would recommend to me some useful books, especially such

as open the holy sacrament. I like Boston's 'Fourfold State of

Man' exceedingly. Under God, it has been of much service to my

soul. I believe I agree with you and him in the essential truths

of Christianity. I bless God, His Spirit has convinced me of

our eternal election by the Father through the Son; of our free

justification through faith in His blood; of our sanctification

as the consequence of that; and of our final perseverance and

glorification as the result of all. These, I am persuaded, God

has joined together; these neither men nor devils shall ever be

able to put asunder. My only scruple at present is, 'whether

you approve of taking the sword in defence of your religious

rights?' One of our English bishops, when I was with him, called

you _Cameronians_. They, I think, took up arms, which I think

to be contrary to the Spirit of Jesus Christ and His apostles.

Some few passages in your sermon before the Presbytery, I

thought, were a little suspicious of favouring that principle.

I pray God your next may inform me that I am mistaken; for

when zeal carries us to such a length, I think it ceases to be

zeal according to knowledge. Dearest sir, be not angry at my

writing thus freely. I wish you good luck in all your pious

undertakings. I pray God to prosper the work of your hands, and

to make you a noble instrument in bringing many sons to glory."

There can be no question that Whitefield's intercourse with the

Presbyterians of America powerfully affected him.[298] This was not

surprising; for, apart from the fact that the clergy of his own

Church generally disdained him, these Presbyterian ministers were

men of kindred spirits to his own, intensely earnest, and blessed

with the highest enjoyments of religion. The following letter

addressed to Whitefield will shew "what manner of men they were." As

will be seen, it was written immediately after Whitefield's first

visit to New York.

[298] It was not without reason, that, thirty-eight years after

this, Wesley said: "Mr. Whitefield, by conversing with the

Dissenters, chiefly the Presbyterians in New England, contracted

strong prejudices against the Established Church." (Wesley's Answer

to Rowland Hill's "Imposture Detected," p. 4.)

"NEW BRUNSWICK, _December 1, 1739_.

"VERY REVEREND AND DEAR BROTHER,--I think I never found such

a strong and passionate affection to any stranger as to you,

when I saw your courage and labour for God at New York. I found

a willingness in my heart to die with you, or to die for you.

The reason why I spoke so little, for the most part of the

time while I was with you, was a shameful sense I had of my

ignorance and barrenness, after such a multitude of waterings

and sealings as God had given me. Though I am as a brute

beast before God, one of the meanest and vilest worms that

ever crawled on the creation of God, yet I must say, to His

praise, and my own shame, that I have had, in time past, such

discoveries of my great Father's dear affection as have overcome

me. For months together, my soul has been so ravished with

divine objects, that my animal spirits have been wasted, and my

sleep much broken. I have been made to loathe my food, because

of the superior sweetness I have found in Christ. I could not

refrain my soul from a secret longing for reproach, poverty,

imprisonment, and death, for a glorious Christ, that, thereby,

I might testify a grateful regard to His unspeakably dear and

venerable majesty. I could not refrain wishing that every hair

of my head was a life, that I might lay it down freely for my

Lord Jesus. The fear of bringing any reproach on His religion

has many times brought bitter tears from my eyes and heart.

Sometimes, when travelling on the road, when I beheld the canopy

of heaven, my heart has been suddenly ravished with love to God

as my Father; so that I could not forbear crying out, in the

pleasing transports of a childlike affection, 'Father! Father!'

with a full and sweet assurance that He was my Father, and my

God. In the night season, when I awoke, my soul was still with

God. The passion of my soul for Christ was so vehement, that my

dreams were full of Him. Thus it was for a long tract of time,

But, alas! when the great God wisely withdrew His quickening

presence, and let Satan loose upon me, O what terrible havoc

did he make in my soul! and that, alas! too much with my will.

I thought myself a monster in iniquity, and that there was some

peculiar brutishness in my heart, that none had but myself. This

made me often wish for death to get clear of it. This has often

enraged my soul so against sin and myself for it, that I have

thought, if it were lawful, I could freely try to pluck my heart

out, and tear it in pieces.

"Since you were here, I have been among my people, dealing with

them plainly about their souls, in their houses; examining them

one by one as to their experiences; telling natural people the

danger of their state; exhorting them that were totally secure,

to seek convictions, and those that were convinced, to seek

Jesus; and reproving pious people for their faults. Blessed be

God! I have seen hopeful appearances of concern.

"I am, etc.,

"GILBERT TENNENT."[299]

[299] _Glasgow Weekly History_, No. 3.

To return to Whitefield. In New York, he was not allowed to preach

in the Church of England; but his preaching in the Presbyterian

meeting-house received the sanction of his Divine Master. A few days

after his departure, the Rev. Ebenezer Pemberton wrote to him as

follows:--

"REVEREND AND DEAR SIR,--You left New York under a deep and

universal concern. Many were greatly affected, and I hope

abiding impressions are left upon some. Some, who were before

very loose and profligate, look back with shame upon their

past lives and conversation, and seem resolved upon a thorough

reformation. I mention these things to strengthen you in the

blessed cause you are engaged in, and to support you in your

abundant labours. When I heard so many were concerned for their

eternal welfare, I appointed a lecture on Wednesday evening,

though it was not the usual season; and, though the warning was

short, we had a numerous and attentive audience. In short, I

cannot but hope that your coming among us has been the means of

awakening some to a serious sense of practical religion, and may

be the beginning of a good work in this sinful place. I pray

God to take you under His gracious protection, to sustain you

under your many trials, and make you gloriously successful in

converting sinners from the error of their ways. My wife joins

me in affectionate regards to you, Mr. Seward, and your other

friends, whom we love in sincerity.

"I am, your affectionate brother and very humble servant,

"E. PEMBERTON."

Whitefield returned to Philadelphia on Friday, November 23. On

Saturday, November 24, he preached, morning and afternoon, to "a

vast concourse of all denominations," in the English Episcopal

Church. The next day, a scene occurred within the consecrated

building. Whitefield writes:--

"Sunday, Nov. 25. Was somewhat alarmed this morning by one,[300]

who, after my sermon, told the congregation in the church,

with a loud voice, 'That there was no such term as _imputed

righteousness_ in Holy Scripture; that such a doctrine put

a stop to all goodness; and that we were to be judged for

our good works and obedience, and were commanded _to do and

live_.' When he had ended, I denied his first proposition,

and brought a text to prove that 'imputed righteousness' was

a scriptural expression; but, thinking the church an improper

place for disputation, I said no more at that time. In the

afternoon, however, I discoursed upon the words, 'The Lord

our righteousness,' and shewed how the Lord Jesus was to be

_our whole righteousness_. I proved how the contrary doctrine

overthrew all divine revelation, and endeavoured to answer

objections. I produced the Articles of our Church, and concluded

with an exhortation to lay aside reasoning infidelity, and

to submit to Jesus Christ, who is the end of the law for

_righteousness_, to every one that believeth. The church was

thronged within and without; all were wonderfully attentive; and

many, as I was informed, were convinced that the Lord Christ was

_our righteousness_.

[300] This was "a young gentleman, once a minister of the Church

of England, but now secretary to Mr. Penn."

"Monday, Nov. 26. Read prayers and preached twice in the church,

to very large and attentive congregations. The word came with

great power; and people now apply to me so fast for advice under

convictions, and so continually crowd in upon me, that I have

not time to write to my English friends.

"Tuesday, Nov. 27. According to appointment, I preached at

German Town,[301] seven miles from Philadelphia, from a balcony,

to above six thousand people. I spoke nearly two hours. Great

numbers continued weeping for a considerable time. A German most

kindly entertained me. I think there are not less than fifteen

denominations of Christians in German Town, and yet all agree

in one thing, that is, to hold Jesus Christ as their head, and

to worship Him in spirit and in truth. The Germans are about

to translate my Journals into High Dutch. About eight in the

evening we reached Philadelphia.

[301] Oldmixon, in his "British Empire in America," published

in 1708, says, "_German Town_, a corporation of high and low

Dutch. There are above 200 houses in it. Peach trees are planted

all along before the doors, which, in the time of bloom, make a

beautiful road for a mile together. The town is very pleasant

and airy, being wonderfully cleared from trees."

"Wednesday, Nov. 28. Read prayers and preached, as usual, to a

thronged congregation. Heard of more who were under convictions.

In the morning, notice had been given that I would preach my

farewell sermon in the afternoon. But the church, (though as

large as most of our London churches,) being not large enough to

contain a fourth part of the people, we adjourned to the fields,

and I preached for an hour and a half from a balcony, to upwards

of ten thousand hearers, very attentive and much affected.

"Blessed be God for such success at New York and Philadelphia.

One of the printers has told me he has taken above two hundred

subscriptions for printing my Sermons and Journals. Numbers of

letters have been sent me from persons under convictions. As I

have sown spiritual things, the people were willing I should

reap carnal things. They have, therefore, sent me butter, sugar,

chocolate, pickles, cheese, and flour, for my poor orphans.

"Thursday, Nov. 29. Had the satisfaction of settling all my

family affairs, and gave orders for my family to set sail

immediately after my leaving Philadelphia. From seven in the

morning, the people thronged round the door, and, when we

parted, oh, how bitterly did they weep! Nearly twenty gentlemen

accompanied me on horseback out of the town. About seven miles

off, another company was waiting to meet us, so that, at last,

we were nearly two hundred horse. By three, we reached Chester,

and I preached to about five thousand people from a balcony. It

being court-day, the justices sent word they would defer their

meeting till mine was over; and the minister of the parish,

because the church would not contain the people, provided the

place from which I spoke. I was told that near a thousand of the

congregation came from Philadelphia."

For the present, Whitefield had left Pennsylvania, and was on his

way, through Maryland, Virginia, and Carolina, to Georgia. Before

attending him, the following must be added respecting his first

visit to Philadelphia.

A _printer_ has just been mentioned. There can be no doubt that this

was the celebrated Benjamin Franklin.[302] This remarkable man was

now in the thirty-third year of his age. Some nineteen years before,

he had entered Philadelphia, hungry, tired, and dirty; his pockets

filled with shirts and stockings, and the whole of his worldly

wealth consisting of a Dutch dollar. He was now an industrious

printer; for several years had published "Poor Richard's Almanack;"

had filled the office of clerk to the General Assembly; and had

recently been appointed postmaster. He was also an alderman and a

magistrate, but took no part in the business of the bench, commonly

employing himself while sitting there "in contriving magic squares

and circles." Of his subsequent career, and of the high honours

conferred upon him, it is not necessary here to speak.

[302] In the _Pennsylvania Gazette_, a newspaper published by

Franklin, appeared the following notice, November 15, 1739:--

"The Rev. George Whitefield having given me copies of his Journals

and Sermons, with leave to print the same, I propose to publish

them with all expedition, if I find sufficient encouragement. The

Sermons will make two volumes, and the Journals two more, which

will be delivered to subscribers at two shillings for each volume,

bound. Those, therefore, who are inclined to encourage this work

are desired speedily to send in their names to me, that I may take

measures accordingly."

Of course, Whitefield attracted the attention of Franklin. The

latter writes:--

"In 1739, the Rev. Mr. Whitefield arrived among us. He was,

at first, permitted to preach in some of our churches; but

the clergy, taking a dislike to him, soon refused him[303]

their pulpits, and he was obliged to preach in the fields. The

multitudes, of all sects and denominations, that attended his

sermons, were enormous, and it was a matter of speculation to

me (who was one of the number) to observe the extraordinary

influence of his oratory on his hearers, and how much they

admired and respected him, notwithstanding his common abuse of

them, by assuring them they were naturally _half beasts and

half devils_. It was wonderful to see the change soon made in

the manners of our inhabitants. From being thoughtless and

indifferent about religion, it seemed as if all the world

were growing religious, so that one could not walk through

Philadelphia in the evening without hearing psalms sung in

different families of every street.

[303] This occurred in the spring of 1740.

"Mr. Whitefield, on leaving us, went preaching all the way

through the colonies to Georgia. The settlement of that province

had lately been begun; but, instead of its being made with

hardy, industrious husbandmen, accustomed to labour, the only

people fitted for such an enterprise, it consisted of families

of broken shopkeepers, and other insolvent debtors, and many of

indolent habits, taken out of the jails, who, being set down in

the woods, unqualified for clearing land, and unable to endure

the hardness of a new settlement, perished in numbers, leaving

many helpless children unprovided for. The sight of these

inspired Mr. Whitefield with the idea of building an Orphan

House there, in which they might be supported and educated."[304]

[304] "Memoirs of Life and Writings of Benjamin Franklin," vol. i.

4to. London, 1818.

So much from America's great printer, electrician, statesman,

and diplomatist, Benjamin Franklin. The reader is now invited

to accompany Whitefield through the three colonies of Maryland,

Virginia, and Carolina. Whitefield writes:--

"Friday, November 30. Preached at noon, and again at three

in the afternoon, at Wilmington. Spent the evening in sweet

conversation with Mr. William Tennent, brother to Mr. Gilbert

Tennent, a faithful minister of Jesus Christ, and with several

Germans, whose hearts God has been pleased to knit to me in a

close and intimate union.

"Saturday, December 1. Reached Newcastle by ten in the morning,

and preached to about two thousand people from a balcony.

Preached, at four o'clock, at Christian Bridge, to about the

same number as at Newcastle. Near two hundred horse came on the

road with us.

"Sunday, December 2. Returned last night to Newcastle, that

I might see my dear family, who came thither in the sloop

just after I had left. This morning, went on board, prayed,

sung psalms, gave a word of exhortation, and rejoiced much

to see all things in such excellent order. My dear friend,

Captain Gladman, told me how kind the people of Philadelphia

had been to my family after my departure. One brought them

butter, another beer, etc., and the collector would not take

his perquisite for clearing the sloop. About ten, we came to

Christian Bridge again, and by twelve reached Whiteclay Creek,

the place appointed for my preaching. The weather was rainy,

but upwards of ten thousand people were assembled. There were

several hundreds of horses. I preached from a tent, erected for

me by order of Mr. William Tennent, whose meeting-house was near

the place. I continued in my first discourse an hour and a half,

after which we went into a log-house, took a morsel of bread,

and warmed ourselves. I preached a second time from the same

place. God caused His power to be known in the congregation.

Many souls were melted down.[305]

[305] Benjamin Franklin's newspaper, of this date, contains the

following:--"On Thursday last, the Rev. Mr. Whitefield left this

city" (Philadelphia), "and was accompanied to Chester by about

one hundred and fifty horse, and preached there to about seven

thousand people. On Friday, he preached twice at Wilmington,

to about five thousand; on Saturday, at Newcastle, to about

two thousand five hundred; and the same evening, at Christiana

Bridge, to about three thousand; on Sunday, at Whiteclay Creek,

he preached twice, resting about half an hour between the

sermons, to about eight thousand, of whom three thousand, it is

computed, came on horseback. It rained most of the time, and yet

they stood in the open air."

"Monday, December 3. Came to North East in Maryland, where I

had appointed to preach to-day. Little notice having been given,

there were not above fifteen hundred people; but God was with

us, and many were deeply affected. Immediately after sermon, we

passed over Susquehannah ferry, about a mile broad, and were

received at a gentleman's house. The gentleman told us he had

been a little melancholy, and had sent for some friends to help

him to drive it away. I found the bottle and the bowl were the

means to be employed; but, blessed be God, the design was, in

a good measure, prevented by our coming. All joined in family

prayer; and I went to bed pitying the miserable condition of

those who live a life of luxury and self-indulgence. They are

afraid to look into themselves; and, if their consciences are at

any time awakened, they must be lulled asleep again by drinking

and evil company.

"Tuesday, December 4. Baited at Joppa, a little town about

fifteen miles from the place where we lay. I gave a word of

exhortation to about forty people in the church.

"Wednesday, December 5. Lay last night at Newtown, fifteen

miles from Joppa; ate what was set before us; joined in family

prayer; and, as opportunity offered, put in a word for God.

In the morning, we sung and prayed. By four in the afternoon,

we reached Annapolis, a little town, but the metropolis of

Maryland. The house where we lodged was very commodious, but the

people of it seemed to be surprised when they heard us talk of

God and Christ.

"Thursday, December 6. Waited on the governor, and was received

with much civility. Went to pay my respects to the minister

of the parish, who happened not to be within; but, whilst we

were at dinner, he came, and offered me his pulpit, his house,

or anything he could supply me with. About four, he came and

introduced me and my friends to a gentleman's house, where we

had some useful conversation. Our conversation ran chiefly on

the new birth, and the folly and sinfulness of those amusements,

whereby the polite part of the world are so fatally diverted

from the pursuit of the one thing needful.

"Friday, December 7. Preached in the morning and evening to

small polite auditories. The governor came to the morning

service, and, at noon, I and my friends dined with him.

"Saturday, December 8. Came to Upper Marlborough, and wrote

letters to some under convictions at Philadelphia."

Here let us pause. Besides his letters to penitents at Philadelphia,

Whitefield wrote the two following--the first to the Rev. Ebenezer

Pemberton, and the second to Mr. Noble, his host at New York:--

"UPPER MARLBOROUGH, _December 8, 1739_.

"REV. AND DEAR SIR,--Till now, I have neither had leisure nor

freedom to answer your kind letter. Blessed be God, who has

opened the hearts of some of His people at New York to receive

the word. May He enable you to water what His own right hand

hath planted! I wish you good luck in the name of the Lord.

I wish all His servants were prophets. Oh that He would be

pleased to send forth experimental labourers into His harvest!

I fear that, amongst you, as well as in other places, there

are many who are well versed in the doctrines of grace (having

learned them at the university); but, notwithstanding, are

heart-hypocrites, and enemies to the power of godliness. Dear

sir, I use this freedom, because I love simplicity. Pardon

me, for out of the fulness and sincerity of my heart, my pen

writeth. Oh, entreat the God of all grace to give me humility,

so shall success not prove my ruin. Mr. Noble's letter, and my

next Journal, will acquaint you how the Lord Jesus has been

getting Himself the victory since I left New York. There has

been such little opposition, that I have been almost tempted to

cry out, 'Satan, why sleepest thou?' Oh, dear sir, thank God on

my behalf; for, indeed, He deals most lovingly with, rev. sir,

your most unworthy brother and fellow-labourer,

"GEORGE WHITEFIELD."

* * * * *

"UPPER MARLBOROUGH, _December 8, 1739_.

"DEAR SIR,--I cannot defer writing to dear Mr. Noble any longer.

This afternoon God brought us hither. Some are solicitous

for my staying here to-morrow. As it seems to be a call from

Providence, I have complied with their request. Oh that I may

be enabled to lift up my voice like a trumpet, and to speak

with the demonstration of the Spirit and with power! These

parts are in a dead sleep. At Annapolis, I preached twice, and

spoke home to some ladies concerning the vanity of their false

politeness. But, alas; they are wedded to their quadrille and

ombre. The minister of the place was under convictions. He wept

twice, and earnestly begged my prayers. He will not frighten

people, I believe, with harsh doctrine. He loves to prophesy

smooth things. God blessed the word wonderfully at Philadelphia.

I have great reason to think many are brought home to God. Oh,

help me, help me, dearest Mr. Noble, help me to be thankful; and

accept my thanks, though late, for all favours received when

at New York. Salute your dear wife, my kind hostess. Exhort

her to be severely kind to her little boy. I am your weak, but

affectionate friend, brother, and servant in Christ,

"GEORGE WHITEFIELD."

In Pennsylvania and the Jerseys, Whitefield had been in the midst

of a great revival. In Maryland, he felt himself in a moral and

religious desert. His Journal continues:--

"Sunday, December 9. Preached at Upper Marlborough, to a small,

polite, and seemingly very curious audience. There being no

sermon in the afternoon, we took horse, and went a Sabbath-day's

journey as far as Piscataway, where I wrote some letters to our

English friends.

"Monday, December 10. Reached Potomac by three in the afternoon.

Potomac is a river which parts the two provinces of Maryland

and Virginia. It is six miles broad. We attempted to go over

it; but, after we had rowed about a mile, the wind blew so

violently, and night was coming on so fast, that we were obliged

to go back and lie in the person's house who kept the ferry,

where they brought out such things as they had.

"Tuesday, December 11. Had a delightful passage over the river

this morning. Observed the country to be much more open, and the

roads better, than in Maryland. Passed over two more ferries in

the day's journey, and were put to some little inconvenience for

want of finding a public-house in the way. However, at last, we

met a poor woman, who was going to sell cakes to the trained

bands, of which we bought some; and, a few miles farther, a

planter let us have some provender for our beasts, and a little

milk and small beer for ourselves. At six at night, we got to

a place called Seals Church, twenty-nine miles from Potomac.

Here we called at a person's house to whom we were recommended;

but the mistress of it was not at home, and the overseer of the

slaves, at first, was unwilling to receive us. However, finding

we were wet and strangers, he was at last prevailed upon to let

us abide there all night; and furnished us with a good fire,

with some little meat, and milk, and a cake baked on the hearth,

which was exceedingly refreshing, and afforded us no small

matter for praise and thanksgiving.

"Wednesday, December 12. We came to Piscataway ferry, where the

man of the house spared us some corn and sheaves for our horses,

but had neither milk nor bread in the house for ourselves.

However, I endeavoured to feed him with spiritual bread; but he

seriously asked one of us if I was not a Quaker. At four in the

afternoon, we reached an ordinary, and were refreshed with what

meat they had. In the evening, some gentlemen came disordered

in liquor; but the woman of the house kept them from us, and

we slept very comfortably on the bed that she made us in the

kitchen.[306] I talked to her of religion, and told her that we

were to be born again. She said that was true, but it was to be

done _after death_.

[306] These references to hunger, and kitchen accommodation, may

appear strange, but are sufficiently explained by the following

extract from a letter which Whitefield wrote to Gilbert Tennent:

"In these parts, Satan seems to lead people captive at his will.

The distance of the plantations prevents people assembling

together. Here are no great towns, as in other provinces, and

the commonalty is made up of negroes and convicts; and if they

pretend to serve God, their masters, Pharaoh-like, cry out, 'Ye

are idle, ye are idle.'"

"Thursday, December, 13. Set out just as the sun rose; got to

an ordinary by noon; ate what was set before us with some

degree of thankfulness; and reached the house of Colonel Whiting

long before night. Here God spread a plentiful table for us.

"Friday, December 14. Reached Williamsburg, the metropolis of

Virginia, by the evening.

"Saturday, December 15. Dined with the governor, who received me

most courteously. Paid my respects to the Rev. Mr. Blair, the

Commissary of Virginia. He received me with joy, and asked me to

preach. He has been chiefly instrumental in raising a beautiful

college at Williamsburg, in which is a foundation for about

eight scholars, a president, two masters, and professors in the

several sciences. Here the gentlemen of Virginia send their

children. The present masters came from Oxford. Two of them were

my contemporaries there. I rejoiced in seeing such a place in

America.[307]

[307] A college was erected at Williamsburg as early as the

year 1700, mostly at the charge of King William and Queen Mary,

who gave £2000 towards it, also twenty thousand acres of land,

and the duty of a penny a pound on all tobacco exported, from

Virginia and Maryland, to the plantations. It was soon entirely

destroyed by fire. (Oldmixon's "British Empire in America," vol.

i., p. 301.)

"Sunday, December 16. Preached in the morning. Several gentlemen

came from York, fourteen miles off. There being no sermon

customarily in the afternoon, I left Williamsburg, promising, if

possible, to visit these parts again in the summer.

"Monday, December 17. Got over a ferry three miles broad last

night, and met with a young man who shewed us the way to Captain

R----n's, who entertained us with much generosity, and was so

kind as to accompany us fourteen miles this morning. We came to

an ordinary about thirty miles from the place where we lay last

night. Here we met with what some would call very indifferent

entertainment. Bashfulness, and a fear of being troublesome,

have kept us from embracing offers of gentlemen's houses; but

we have heard a good report of the generosity of the Virginia

gentlemen. I find they are so willing, and accustomed to

entertain strangers, that few think it worth their while to keep

public ordinaries.

"Tuesday, December 18. Being indisposed with fever, and one of

our horses being foundered, it was thought desirable to stay at

the ordinary the whole day.

"Wednesday, December 19. We took a short day's journey of about

twenty-six miles, and were most affectionately received by

Colonel O----n, in North Carolina.

"Thursday, December 20. Took leave of our kind host, and

travelled cheerfully onwards. About noon, we alighted in the

woods, to give our horses provender, and to take a little

refreshment ourselves, which we have done every day this week,

because there are no ordinaries in the way. By four in the

afternoon, we reached Eden Town, a little place, beautifully

situated by the water-side. Here we were well entertained at a

public-house.

"Friday, December 21. We went in a pettiagua over the sound,

and were nearly seven hours in our passage. It was about twelve

miles over. We met with a convenient ordinary on the other side.

"Saturday, December 22. We came to Bath-Town, a distance of

nearly fifty miles. It is by far the longest stage, and the

roads are the worst we have had, since we began our journey.

The ground, most part of the way, was swampy, and the country

uninhabited. It was as hot as it is at Midsummer in England; but

we had a sweet breeze, which made our riding through the woods

exceeding pleasant. About midway, we met with an ordinary, where

we refreshed ourselves and beasts. We observed a variety of

birds; and, in the evening, heard wolves howling like a kennel

of hounds.

"Sunday, December 23. Sent to the minister of the place, and had

some conversation with him last night. Preached, at noon, to

nearly a hundred people, which, I found, was an extraordinary

congregation, there being seldom more than twenty at church.

"Monday, December 24. Crossed Pamplico river, about five miles

wide, yesterday morning. Lay at an ordinary at the water-side.

Reached Newborn Town, thirty miles from Bath Town, by six at

night.

"Tuesday, December 25. Went to public worship, and received the

holy sacrament, which was celebrated in the Court House. In the

afternoon, the people were uncommonly attentive. One told me I

had given him a home stroke. The woman where we lodged would

take nothing for our Christmas dinner, and wished we could stay

with them longer.

"Wednesday, December 26. Met with comfortable refreshment at an

ordinary on the road, and lodged at a little house in the woods,

about thirty-five miles from where we lay last night. I baptized

two children. I believe there may be hundreds of children in

this province unbaptized, for want of a minister.

"Thursday, December 27. Set out about eight in the morning, and

got to an ordinary, about thirty-three miles distant, before

six at night. I went, as my usual custom is, among the negroes

belonging to the house. One man was sick in bed, and two of his

children said their prayers after me very well.

"Friday, December 28. After about fifteen miles' ride, we

comfortably refreshed both ourselves and beasts at a poor

widow's ordinary, who, a few days ago, had buried her husband.

After dinner, we had a pleasant ride to New Town on Cape Fear

River, nearly eighteen miles from the place where we baited.

We rejoiced greatly that the Lord had brought us so far on our

journey, and had not suffered us to go out of our way, through

so many almost uninhabited woods.

"Sunday, December 30. Wrote letters to my friends in England.

Read prayers, and preached, both morning and evening, in

the Court House. There being many of the Scotch amongst the

congregation, who lately came over to settle in North Carolina,

I was led to make a particular application to them, and to

remind them of the necessity of living holy lives, and giving

proof of their zeal for those truths which they had heard

preached to them, with great purity and clearness, in their

native country. About five in the evening, I and my friends

passed the ferry, and lay at the house of the High Sheriff of

the county.

"Monday, December 31. Set out early, and met with more perils

by land than we have been exposed to yet. The swamps and creeks

which lay in the way were filled with water; and the bridges,

being out of repair, rendered travelling very dangerous. In

one place, we were obliged to swim our horses; in many, the

waters were very high, and were not to be passed without much

difficulty. But we met with two good guides, by whose assistance

we were brought, at night, to a little house, where with

pleasure we reflected on the dangers and deliverances of the day.

1740. Tuesday, January 1. About sunset, we came to a tavern,

five miles within the province of South Carolina. I believe the

people of the house, at first, wished I had not come to be their

guest; for, it being New Year's Day, several of the neighbours

were met together to divert themselves by dancing country

dances. By the advice of my companions, I went in amongst them.

All were soon put to silence, and were, for some time, so

overawed, that, after I had discoursed with them on the nature

of baptism, and the necessity of being born again, in order to

enjoy the kingdom of heaven, I baptized, at their entreaty,

one of their children, and prayed as I was enabled, and as the

circumstances of the company required.

"Wednesday, January 2. Rose early, prayed, sung a hymn, gave

another word of exhortation to the dancers; and, at break of

day, we mounted our horses. For nearly twenty miles, we rode

over a beautiful bay, and were wonderfully delighted to see

the porpoises taking their pastime. We intended to call at a

gentleman's house, about forty miles distant from our last

night's lodging, but we missed the way, and came to a hut full

of negroes. We enquired after the gentleman's house whither we

were directed; but the negroes said they knew no such man, and

that they were but new-comers. From these circumstances, we

inferred that they might be some of those who had lately made

an insurrection in the province, and had run away from their

masters. We, therefore, thought it best to mend our pace, and,

soon after, we saw another nest of negroes dancing round about

a fire. When we had gone about a dozen miles, we came to a

plantation, the master of which gave us lodging, and our beasts

provender. During the day, we had ridden nearly three-score

miles, and, as we thought, in great peril of our lives.

"Thursday, January 3. Had a hospitable breakfast; set out late

in the morning; and, for the ease of our beasts, rode not above

nineteen miles the whole day. 'A good man,' says Solomon, 'is

merciful to his beast.'

"Friday, January 4. About eight in the evening, after riding

forty-three miles, we came to a tavern, five miles from

Charleston.

"Saturday, January 5. Left our lodging before daylight, and,

after we had passed over a three-mile ferry, we reached

Charleston about ten in the morning.

"Sunday, January 6. Went to public service in the morning,

but did not preach, because the curate had not a commission

to lend the pulpit, unless the commissary (then out of town)

were present. Most of the town, however, being eager to hear

me, I preached, in the afternoon, in one of the Dissenting

meeting-houses, but was grieved to find so little concern in

the congregation. The auditory was large, but very polite. I

question whether the court-end of London could exceed them in

affected finery, gaiety of dress, and a deportment ill-becoming

persons who have had such Divine judgments lately sent amongst

them. I reminded them of this in my sermon; but I seemed to them

as one that mocked.

"Monday, January 7. Finding the inhabitants desirous to hear

me a second time, I preached, in the morning, in the French

church. The audience was so great, that many stood without the

door. I felt much more freedom than I did yesterday. Many were

melted into tears. One of the town, most remarkably gay, was

observed to weep. Instead of the people going out (as they did

yesterday) in a light, unthinking manner, a visible concern was

in most of their faces. After sermon, I and my friends dined

at a merchant's; and, as I was passing along, a letter was put

into my hands, wherein were these words: 'Remember me in your

prayers, for Christ's sake, who died for me a sinner.' Many

of the inhabitants, with full hearts, entreated me to give

them one more sermon, and, though I was just about to take the

boat, I thought it my duty to comply with their request. Notice

was immediately given, and, in about half an hour, a large

congregation was assembled in the Dissenting meeting-house. In

the evening, I supped at another merchant's house, and had an

opportunity, for nearly two hours, to converse of the things of

God with a large company.

"Tuesday, January 8. Left our horses in Charleston, and set out

for Georgia, in an open canoe, having five negroes to row and

steer us. The poor slaves were very civil, and laborious. We lay

one night on the water; and, about five on Wednesday evening,

arrived at Beaufort in Port Royal, one hundred miles from

Charleston.

"Wednesday, January 9. The wind being high, and sailing

impracticable, we stayed at Beaufort all the morning, and dined

with kind Mr. Jones, the minister of the place, who received us

with great civility. Afterwards, the weather being fair, and

the tide serving, we again took boat. In the night, we made a

fire on the shore. A little after midnight, we prayed with the

negroes; took boat again; and reached Savannah the next day,

where I had a joyful meeting with my dear friends, who had

arrived three weeks ago."

Thus, after a journey of five months' duration, Whitefield once

more reached his parish in America. If it be asked, what induced

him and his friends to leave their ship, at Capen Lopen, on October

30th, and to spend ten weeks in travelling to Georgia by land,

through the four provinces of Pennsylvania, Maryland, Virginia, and

Carolina? the best and, indeed, the only answer is, we cannot tell.

It seemed a strange freak for Whitefield to send what he called his

"family" to Savannah by water, and for himself and William Seward

and others to travel to the same place, a distance of at least six

or seven hundred miles, through primeval forests, uncultivated

plains, and miasmal swamps. But even out of this curious vagary came

great results; for, in these colonial wanderings, Whitefield became

acquainted with the Tennents and other Presbyterian ministers; and

this affected the whole of his future life.

When Whitefield sailed to America in 1739, he intended to return to

England in about a twelve-month. His principal object was to erect

and institute his Orphan House in Georgia. As will be seen shortly,

he did much more than this; but his other labours were not included

in his first design. His own account of the commencement of the

Orphan House is as follows:--

"Some have thought that the erecting of such a building was

only the produce of my own brain; but they are much mistaken.

It was first proposed to me by my dear friend, the Rev. Mr.

Charles Wesley, who, with his Excellency General Oglethorpe,

had concerted a scheme for carrying on such a design before

I had any thoughts of going abroad myself. It was natural to

think, that, as the government intended this province for the

refuge and support of many of our poor countrymen, numbers of

such adventurers must necessarily be taken off, by being exposed

to the hardships which unavoidably attend a new settlement.

I thought it, therefore, a noble design to erect a house for

fatherless children, and was resolved, in the strength of God,

to prosecute it with all my might. This was mentioned to the

Honourable the Trustees. They took it kindly at my hands; and,

as I then began to be pretty popular at Bristol and elsewhere,

they wrote to the Bishop of Bath and Wells, asking leave for

me to preach a charity sermon on this occasion in the Abbey

Church. This was granted, and I, accordingly, began immediately

to compose a suitable discourse; but, knowing my first stay in

Georgia would be but short, on account of my returning to take

priest's orders, I thought it most prudent, first, to go and see

for myself, and defer prosecuting the scheme till I returned, to

England.

"When I came to Georgia, I found many poor orphans, who, though

taken notice of by the Honourable Trustees, yet, through the

neglect of persons that acted under them, were in miserable

circumstances. For want of a house to breed them up in, the poor

little ones were tabled out here and there, and, besides the

hurt they received by bad examples, forgot at home what they

learnt at school. Others were at hard services, and likely to

have no education at all. Upon seeing this, I thought I could

not better shew my regard to God and my country, than by getting

a house and land for these children, where they might learn to

labour, read, and write, and, at the same time, be brought up in

the nurture and admonition of the Lord.

"Accordingly, at my return to England in the year 1738, to take

priest's orders, I applied to the Honourable Society for a

grant of five hundred acres of land, and laid myself under an

obligation to build a house upon it, and to receive, from time

to time, as many orphans as the land and stock would maintain.

"As I had always acted like a clergyman of the Church of

England, and had preached in many of the London churches,--and

as I had but a few months before collected nearly £1000 for

the children belonging to the charity schools in London and

Westminster,--it was natural to think that I might now have the

use of some of these churches to preach in, for the orphans

of Georgia. But, by the time I had taken priest's orders, the

clergy began to be much embittered. Churches were gradually

denied to me; and I must let this good design drop, or preach

in the fields. Indeed, two churches, one in Spitalfields and

one in Bristol, were lent me upon this occasion; but these

were all.[308] However, God kept me from being discouraged.

I collected for the Orphan House in Moorfields £52, one

Sabbath-day morning, £22 of which were in copper. The people

offered willingly, and took more pains to come through the crowd

to put their contributions into my hat, than some would to have

gotten them. In the afternoon, I collected again at Kennington

Common;[309] and continued to do so at most of the places where

I preached. Besides this, two or three bishops and several

persons of distinction contributed; till, at length, having

about £1010, I gave over collecting, and went with what I had to

Georgia. Multitudes offered to go with me; but I chose to take

only a surgeon and a few more of both sexes, who I thought would

be useful in carrying on my design. These cheerfully embarked

with me, desiring nothing for their pains, but food and raiment.

My dear fellow-traveller, William Seward, Esq., also joined with

them, and was particularly useful to me. Our first voyage was to

Philadelphia, where I was willing to go for the sake of laying

in provision. In January, 1739, I met my family in Georgia;

and, being unwilling to lose any time, I hired a large house,

and took in all the orphans I could find in the colony. Most of

the orphans were in poor case; and three or four were almost

eaten up with lice. About the month of March, I began the great

house, having only about £150 in cash. I called it Bethesda,

because I hoped it would be a house of mercy to many souls."[310]

[308] This account was written in 1746; but, through forgetfulness

on Whitefield's part, it is not correct. On February 2, 1739, he

preached in Islington Church, and made a collection amounting to

£22 11s.; and, two days afterwards, he preached and made another

collection, in the Church of St. George's in the East, which

amounted to £18. ("Account of Money received and disbursed for the

Orphan House in Georgia. By George Whitefield. London: 1741.")

[309] Altogether, Whitefield made three collections in Moorfields,

making an aggregate sum of £112 14s.; and six on Kennington Common,

amounting to £173 10s. 4d. (Ibid.)

[310] Whitefield's Works, vol. iii., p. 466.

In the above extract, Whitefield says certain bishops and persons

of distinction contributed to his Orphan House in Georgia. The

bishops who contributed were, Dr. Benson, Bishop of Gloucester, £10

10s.; and Dr. Butler, Bishop of Bristol, £5 5s. The "persons of

distinction" included Lady Cox, £5 5s. Her sister, Madam Bridget

Bethel £5 5s.; Lady Betty Hastings, £10; the Rev. Mr. Kinchin, £2

2s.; Rev. Mr. Broughton, £1 1s.; Rev. Westley Hall, £5 5s.; Rev.

Benjamin Ingham, £1 1s.; (the four last mentioned were Oxford

Methodists.) Whitefield himself, £80 10s.; William Seward, Esq.,

£100; Benjamin Seward, Esq., £50; the Honourable Dixey Windsor, £5

5s.; Rev. Mr. Radliff, Master of Pembroke College, £1 1s.; Rev. Dr.

Doddridge, £1 1s.; John Thorold, Esq., £5 5s.; Mr. James Hutton, £2

2s.; Howell Harris, £1 1s.; the Countess of Egmont, £5 5s.; Rev.

Henry Piers, 10s. 6d.

Whitefield's Report, published in 1741, contains other interesting

items. For instance, besides those already mentioned, collections

were made by Whitefield in other places, amounting to £227 4s.

9d.; and to these must be added "a collection by the Rev. Mr.

Cole, Dissenting minister at Gloucester, £12 10s.;" and also the

collections and subscriptions raised in America, making a total of

£2530 2s. 9d. And even this was not all. William Seward contributed

four horses; Mr. Hugh Bryan, of South Carolina, gave a canoe, eleven

barrels of rice, five barrels of beef, and six sheep; Mr. Hazelton,

of the same province, five sheep, six geese, and four turkeys;

divers friends at Charleston gave him linen, china, a hogshead of

molasses, 250 lb. of wool, a cow, five sugar-loaves, nine hams, and

a bag of coffee; and friends in Pennsylvania contributed cheeses,

hams, hung beef, children's stays, shirts, about ten thousand

bricks, and "a large folio Turkey-leather Bible." Among the items

of expenditure were the following:--Sarah Greenhough, of London,

for eighty-four pairs of shoes, £5 1s. 6d.; John Bray, for mortars,

stills, etc., £20 1s. 10d.; James Hutton, for surgery books, £3

4s. 8d.; Isaac Burton, for two wigs, £2 6s.; Robert Norman, for

gunpowder, £19; Mr. Day, for drawing a plan for the Orphan House, £2

10s.; passage for eleven persons to Georgia, £87 5s. 6d:; Mr. Hugh

Bryan, for twenty-one cows, twenty-one calves, a bull, two horses,

a mare, a colt, and ten sows, £65 18s. 6-1/4d.; for two servants

_bought_ of Mr. George Cuthbert, £12; Captain Mackay, for 15,700

shingles, £7 17s.; Isaac Young, for cartage of 28,000 bricks, a

mare, and two drawing steers, £23 6s.; Hugh Wire, for 1365 lb. of

pork, £9 3s.; ten cows and calves, £30; eighteen cows, £36; one

bull, £1; forty-eight hogs and eight sheep, £20; Hugh Ross, for

fencing the gardens, £41 12s. 8d.; several labourers, for fencing

the whole 500 acres, £37 3s. "The total of cash paid for the Orphan

House since it was settled December, 1739, £3,358 7s. 5-1/4d.;"

leaving a deficiency in December, 1741, of £828 4s. 8-1/4d.

Almost all the building materials used in the erection of the Orphan

House had to be conveyed from Savannah, a distance of about a dozen

miles; and, there being no road between Bethesda and Savannah, one

of the items of expenditure in Whitefield's financial statement is,

"Paid labourers who are employed in clearing land, going in boats,

tending on carpenters and bricklayers, and in making a cart road,

near twelve miles, from Savannah to Bethesda, £258 14s. 4-1/2d.,

besides their provisions." For thirty years, Bethesda was the

object of Whitefield's constant solicitude. "It compelled him to

travel, and inspired him to preach." James Habersham, one of those

who went out with him in 1738, was his factotum, and, for many

years, rendered most valuable service. This comparatively humble

man afterwards rose to considerable distinction. He became governor

of the province of Georgia; he was the father of Joseph Habersham,

the distinguished patriot whom Washington, in 1795, appointed

Post-Master General of the United States; and he was also one of the

executors of Whitefield's will. The _Honourable_ James Habersham

will be often mentioned in the succeeding pages. It is now time,

however, to return to Whitefield's diary and letters. He reached

Savannah on January 10, 1740, and the next day went to Bethesda. He

writes:--

"1740. Friday, January 11. Went this morning, with some friends,

to view a tract of land, consisting of five hundred acres,

which Mr. Habersham, whom I left schoolmaster of Savannah, was

directed, I hope by Providence, to make choice of for the Orphan

House. It is situated on the northern part of the colony, about

ten miles from Savannah, and has various kinds of soil in it;

a part of it very good. Some acres, through the diligence of

my friend, are cleared. He has also stocked it with cattle and

poultry. He has begun the fence, and built a hut. I choose to

have it so far off the town, because the children will be more

free from bad examples. It is my design to have each of the

children taught to labour, so as to be qualified to get their

own living."

Oddly enough, there is here a break in Whitefield's Journal, the

next entry being dated January 24th; but the following extracts will

help to fill the chasm. William Stephens, Esq., in his "Journal of

the Proceedings in Georgia," published in 1742, writes:--

"1740. January 11. Mr. Whitefield, accompanied by three or four

others, arrived at Savannah. Mr. Norris quietly gave up the

church to Mr. Whitefield. Mr. Whitefield gave to me a document

relating to the land on which to build his Orphan House. I

told him that Mr. Habersham had already applied to General

Oglethorpe, when he was at Savannah, and that the general had

ordered five hundred acres to be run out, and had signed a

warrant for this; and that, accordingly, Mr. Habersham had taken

possession of the five hundred acres, and begun fencing and

clearing it.

"January 13. Mr. Whitefield's name, which of late has made so

much noise in England, could not fail in drawing all sorts

of people to the church. Both morning and evening, he made

justification by faith only the subject of his discourse; which

he pressed home with great energy, denouncing anathemas on all

such as taught otherwise.

"January 15. Mr. Norris goes as clergyman to Frederica. Mr.

Whitefield has employed nearly all the sawyers, carpenters, and

bricklayers in Savannah, to build his Orphan House, on the five

hundred acres, which Mr. Habersham selected, about ten miles

from Savannah.

"January 20. Mr. Whitefield read prayers at seven; again at

ten, with a sermon; again at three, with a sermon; a lecture at

seven; besides the sacrament after the second morning service,

when he administered to between thirty and forty. Both the

sermons were on Justification and Regeneration. I hope for one

on Good Works before long."

During the thirteen days omitted in his Journal, Whitefield was

not only preaching and looking after the affairs of Bethesda,

but writing letters, some of which were of great interest and

importance. To the Rev. Ralph Erskine he wrote as follows:--

"SAVANNAH, _January 16, 1740_.

"REVEREND AND DEAR SIR,--You may depend on my not being

prejudiced against you or your brethren, by any evil report.

They only endear you to me more and more; and were your

enemies to represent you as black as hell, I should think you

the more glorious in the sight of heaven. I assure you, dear

sir, I am fully convinced of the doctrine of election, free

justification, and final perseverance. My observations on the

Quakers were only intended for those particular persons with

whom I then conversed. The tenets of the Quakers in general,

about justification, I take to be false and unscriptural. Your

adversaries need take no advantage against you by anything I

have written; for I think it every minister's duty to declare

against the corruptions of that church to which he belongs.

This is your case in Scotland, and ours in England. I see no

other way for us to act at present, than to go on preaching

the truth as it is in Jesus; and then, if our brethren cast us

out, God will direct us to take that course which is the most

conducive to His glory and His people's good. I think I have

but one objection against your proceedings,--your insisting

only on _Presbyterian government_, exclusive of all other

ways of worshipping God. Will not this necessarily lead you

(whenever you get the upper hand) to oppose and persecute all

that differ from you in their church government, or outward

way of worshipping God? Our dear brother and fellow-labourer,

Mr. Gilbert Tennent, thinks this will be the consequence, and

said he would write to you about it. For my own part, though I

profess myself a minister of the Church of England, I am of a

catholic spirit; and, if I see any man who loves the Lord Jesus

in sincerity, I am not very solicitous to what outward communion

he belongs.

"God is doing great things in America. My Journal, which I send

with this, will shew you what He has done already. Affairs of

the Orphan House go on well. Some few, even here, love the Lord

Jesus. Oh, dear sir, pray for us, and especially for your weak,

unworthy brother and fellow-labourer in Christ,,

"GEORGE WHITEFIELD."[311]

[311] Whitefield's Works, vol. i., p. 141, and "Life and Diary of

Rev. R. Erskine," p. 310.

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