REV. CHARLES KINCHIN.

Charles Kinchin, a Fellow of Corpus Christi College,[277] left Oxford

about the same time the Wesleys did, and became Rector of Dummer, a small

village of about four hundred inhabitants, with a benefice, at present,

worth more than £400 a year. Like a good Oxford Methodist, he visited

from house to house, catechised the children, and had public prayers

twice every day,—in the morning, before the people went to work, and, in

the evening, after their return.

Towards the end of 1736, being likely to be chosen Dean of Corpus Christi

College, he requested Whitefield to supply his place at Dummer, while he

was absent on the business of the pending election. Whitefield writes:—

“Mr. Kinchin’s parish, consisting chiefly of poor and

illiterate people, my proud heart, at first, could not well

brook. I would have given all the world for one of my Oxford

friends, and mourned, for lack of them, like a dove. But,

upon giving myself to prayer, and reading Mr. Law’s excellent

character of _Ouranius_, in his _Serious Call to a Devout

Life_, my mind was reconciled to such conversation as the place

afforded me. Mr. Kinchin loved his people, and was beloved by

them. I prosecuted his plan, and generally divided the day

into three parts, eight hours for study and retirement, eight

hours for sleep and meals, and eight hours for reading Prayers,

catechising, and visiting the parish. The profit I reaped, by

these exercises, and conversing with the poor country people,

was unspeakable. I soon began to be as much delighted with

their artless conversation, as I had been formerly with the

company of my Oxford friends; and frequently learnt as much by

an afternoon’s visit, as in a week’s study.”

Kinchin being elected Dean of Corpus Christi, was now frequently obliged

to reside at Oxford; but he still retained his rectory at Dummer,

where Whitefield was succeeded by Hervey. The Dean, however, continued

faithful to the principles of the Methodists, and, on the removal of

Hervey, Whitefield, and others from the University, willingly took upon

himself the spiritual charge of the Oxford prisoners. Charles Wesley on

his return from Georgia, hastened to Oxford, where, in February, 1737,

he met with his “old pupil, Robert Kirkham,” “good Mr. Gambold,” “poor

languid Smith,” and “Mr. Kinchin,” whom, says he, “I found changed into

a courageous soldier of Christ.” A year afterwards, W. Seward, speaks of

Kinchin _expounding_ at Oxford, and of “forty gownsmen” being among his

auditors.[278]

On March 15th, 1738, Wesley and Kinchin set out for Manchester,

accompanied by Kinchin, and a Mr. Fox, who had been an inmate of Oxford

prison. An extract from Wesley’s Journal will help to illustrate the

character, not of Wesley only, but, of Kinchin. Wesley writes:—

“1738. Tuesday, March 14. I set out,” from Oxford, “for

Manchester, with Mr. Kinchin, Fellow of Corpus Christi, and

Mr. Fox, late a prisoner in the city prison. Between five and

six, we called at Chapel-on-the-Heath; where lived a poor man,

sometime prisoner in the castle of Oxford. He was not at home;

but his wife came to us, to whom Mr. Kinchin spoke a few words,

which so melted her heart, that she burst out into tears, and

we went on rejoicing and praising God.

“About eight, it being rainy and very dark, we lost our way;

but, before nine, came to Shipston, having rode over, I know

not how, a narrow foot-bridge, which lay across a deep ditch

near the town. After supper, I read prayers to the people of

the inn, and explained the Second Lesson; I hope not in vain.”

There is something beautiful in all this:—the two Oxford Methodists and

an ex-prisoner, in a dark and rainy night, making the lanes ring with

their praises to the Almighty, and, in the absence of a church, using a

country inn, for reading the Church liturgy and expounding the word of

God. Wesley proceeds:—

“The next day, we dined at Birmingham, and, soon after we left

it, were reproved for our negligence there, in letting those,

who attended us, go without either exhortation or instruction,

by a severe shower of hail. At Hedgeford, about five, we

endeavoured to be more faithful; and all who heard seemed

serious and affected.”

Here, again, is a useful lesson. As yet, neither Wesley nor Kinchin

had found peace with God, by trustful faith in Christ. They were, if

the reader likes the designation, _legalists_,—men seeking to be saved

by their own good works. Be it so; but, in their conscientiousness

with regard to duty, and in their earnest desire to be useful to their

fellow-men, they set an example to Christian travellers, which is not

generally followed. Wesley continues:—

“In the evening, we came to Stafford. The mistress of the house

joined with us in family prayer. The next morning, one of the

servants appeared deeply affected, as did the ostler, before we

went. Soon after breakfast, stepping into the stable, I spake

a few words to those who were there. A stranger, who heard

me, said, ‘Sir, I wish I was to travel with you;’ and, when I

went into the house, followed me, and began abruptly, ‘Sir, I

believe you are a good man, and I come to tell you a little of

my life.’ The tears stood in his eyes all the time he spoke;

and we hoped not a word which was said to him was lost.

“At Newcastle, whither we came about ten, some, to whom we

spoke at our inn, were very attentive; but a gay young woman

waited on us, quite unconverted: however, we spoke on. When we

went away, she fixed her eyes, and neither moved nor said one

word, but appeared as much astonished as if she had seen one

risen from the dead.

“Coming to Holms-Chapel about three, we were surprised at being

shown into a room where a cloth and plates were laid. Soon

after, two men came in to dinner. Mr. Kinchin told them, if

they pleased, that gentleman would ask a blessing for them.

They stared, and, as it were, consented; but sat still while

I did it, one of them with his hat on. We began to speak on

turning to God, and went on, though they appeared utterly

regardless. After a while, their countenances changed, and one

of them stole off his hat, and, laying it down behind him,

said, all we said was true; but he had been a grievous sinner,

and not considered it as he ought; but he was resolved, with

God’s help, now to turn to Him in earnest. We exhorted him and

his companion, who now likewise drank in every word, to cry

mightily to God, that, He would ‘send them help from His holy

place.’

“Being faint in the evening, I called at Altrincham, and there

lit upon a Quaker, well skilled in, and therefore, as I soon

found, sufficiently fond of controversy. After an hour spent

therein, perhaps not in vain, I advised him to dispute as

little as possible; but rather follow after holiness, and walk

humbly with his God.”

Men like Kinchin and Wesley will never be without adventures. This long

three days’ journey, in the wintry weather, was filled with incidents,

by the earnest efforts of the travellers to be of service to those with

whom they met. They were scholars, gentlemen, and philanthropists.

Religion was all in all to them. They lived it; looked it; breathed

it. Everywhere, in the humble home of the quondam prisoner, the town

hotel, the country inn, and the ostler’s stable,—among waiters,

fellow-travellers, and disputatious Quakers,—they were equally about

their Master’s business. Would, that, in these days of unequalled

locomotion, men of such a spirit and of such behaviour were multiplied!

Three days were spent in Manchester, one of them “entirely with Mr.

Clayton, by whom,” says Wesley, “and the rest of our friends here, we

were much refreshed and strengthened.” On the Sunday, both the Oxford

Methodists “officiated at Salford Chapel”; and, on Monday, March 20th,

they set out on their return to Oxford. Wesley writes:—

“Early in the morning, we left Manchester, taking with us Mr.

Kinchin’s brother, for whom we came, to be entered at Oxford.

We were fully determined to lose no opportunity of awakening,

instructing, or exhorting, any whom we might meet with on

our journey. At Knutsford, where we first stopped, all we

spake to thankfully received the word of exhortation. But, at

Talk-on-the-Hill, where we dined, she with whom we were was

so much of a gentlewoman, that, for near an hour, our labour

seemed to be in vain. However, we spoke on. Upon a sudden, she

looked as one just awakened out of sleep. Every word sunk into

her heart. Nor have I seen so entire a change, both in the

eyes, face, and manner of speaking, of any one in so short a

time.

“About five, Mr. Kinchin riding by a man and woman

double-horsed, the man said, ‘Sir, you ought to thank God it is

a fair day; for, if it rained, you would be sadly dirty with

your little horse.’ Mr. Kinchin answered, ‘True; and we ought

to thank God for our life, and health, and food, and raiment,

and all things.’ He then rode on, Mr. Fox following; the man

said, ‘Sir, my mistress would be glad to have some more talk

with that gentleman.’ We stayed, and when they came up began

to search one another’s hearts. They came to us again in the

evening, at our inn at Stone, where I explained both to them

and many of their acquaintance, who were come together, that

great truth,—godliness hath the promise both of this life, and

of that which is to come.

“Tuesday, March 21. Between nine and ten, we came to Hedgeford.

Just then, one was giving an account of a young woman, who had

dropped down dead there the day before. This gave us a fair

occasion to exhort all that were present, ‘so to number’ their

‘days,’ that, they might apply their ‘hearts unto wisdom.’

“In the afternoon, one overtook us, whom we soon found more

inclined to speak than to hear. However, we spoke, and spared

not. In the evening, we overtook a young man, a Quaker, who

afterwards came to us, to our inn at Henley, whither he sent

for the rest of his family, to join with us in prayer; to which

I added, as usual, the exposition of the Second Lesson. Our

other companion went with us a mile or two in the morning; and

then not only spoke less than the day before, but took in good

part a serious caution against talkativeness and vanity.

“An hour after, we were overtook by an elderly gentleman, who

said he was going to enter his son at Oxford. We asked, ‘At

what college?’ He said, he did not know; having no acquaintance

there on whose recommendation he could depend. After some

conversation, he expressed a deep sense of the providence of

God; and told us, he knew God had cast us in his way, in answer

to his prayer. In the evening, we reached Oxford, rejoicing

in our having received so many fresh instances of that great

truth, ‘In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct

thy paths.’”

In a moral and religious sense, this episode in the lives of the two

Oxford Methodists is pre-eminently picturesque. The two were of one mind

and heart, and all their energies and time were devoted to the service of

their great Master.

Four days were spent at Oxford, during which Wesley met Böhler, and was

“amazed more and more, by the account he gave of the fruits of living

faith,—the holiness and happiness which he affirmed to attend it.” And,

on Easter Monday, April 3rd, at Kinchin’s desire, Wesley went with him to

Dummer, where he remained, for him, the unusually lengthened period of a

fortnight. Here they doubtless pondered Böhler’s doctrines, and brought

them to the test of Scripture; and here, perhaps, was held a meeting,

which Wesley mentions, without giving the date and place of it.

“Soon after my return to England,” he writes, “I had a meeting

with Messrs. Ingham, Stonehouse, Hall, Hutchins, Kinchin, and

a few other clergymen, who all appeared to be of one heart, as

well as of one judgment, resolved to be Bible-Christians at

all events; and, wherever they were, to preach, with all their

might, plain old Bible Christianity.”[279]

Among others at Dummer, in whose religious interests Wesley took an

active interest, was Kinchin’s sister, who, three weeks after his

departure, wrote to him, as follows:—

“You have been, I hope, an instrument, under God, of reclaiming

me. I certainly was in a very unhappy state when you were here.

God will recompense you for your prayers and kind offices. May

my good God pour down the choicest of His blessings upon you,

your mother, brothers, and sisters, and give us all grace, to

strive and struggle against our sins. I beg you to join with

me, in praying God to show forth His power in me. What a frail

creature am I? I am afraid, I am sorely afraid, of falling

back. What shall I do? What shall I do? O pray, I may put my

whole trust in God, who is able and willing to help me.”[280]

Kinchin himself also wrote to Wesley the following simple and humble

letter:—

“_May 2, 1738._

“REV. AND DEAR SIR,—My Lord and my God has made His servant

a minister of the Gospel of His Son. He has committed to my

care many immortal souls. And I am but a little child. I know

not how to go out, or come in. Pray, therefore, earnestly for

me, that, God would give His servant an understanding heart,

to lead and instruct His people; that, I may discern between

what is good and bad; for who is able to walk discreetly and

uprightly before such a worldly-minded and refractory people? I

beg the prayers and directions of my friends.

“My sister is much mended in health. She has received much

benefit from you, under God, as to her spiritual concerns.

“Pray, write speedily to your sincere friend and servant,

“C. KINCHIN.”[281]

Letters like these show the religious confidence and friendship which

Kinchin and his sister cherished towards Wesley.

Kinchin, as yet, was only a penitent inquirer. In the month of August,

1738, Charles Wesley went to Oxford, and met him and Gambold, who, says

he, “surprised me, by receiving my hard saying, that they had not faith.

I was ashamed to see the great thankfulness, and child-like loving spirit

of Mr. Kinchin, even before justification.” They attended together a

Society meeting, where C. Wesley read his sermon on, “The Scripture hath

concluded all under sin.” He writes,—

“I urged upon each my usual question, ‘Do you deserve to be

damned?’ Mrs. Platt, with the utmost vehemence, cried out,

‘Yes, I do, I do!’ I prayed, that, if God saw there any

contrite soul, He would fulfil His promise, of coming and

making His abode with it. ‘If Thou hast sent Thy Spirit to

reprove any sinner of sin, in the name of Jesus Christ, I claim

salvation for that sinner.’ Again Mrs. Platt broke out into

strong cries, but of joy, not sorrow, being quite overpowered

with the love of Christ. I asked her, if she believed in Jesus.

She answered in full assurance of faith. We sang and rejoiced

over her (she still continued kneeling); but her voice was

heard above ours. Mr. Kinchin asked, ‘Have you forgiveness of

sins?’ ‘I am perfectly assured I have.’ ‘Have you the earnest

of the Spirit in your heart?’ ‘I have; I know I have: I feel

it now within.’ Her answers to these and the like questions,

were expressive of the strongest confidence, to the great

encouragement of all present.”[282]

This, especially at the time, was a strange scene; and Kinchin was

there as a listener and a learner. Soon after this, the two Wesleys

and Whitefield were almost uniformly excluded from the pulpits of the

Established Church. During the year 1739, Wesley himself was not allowed

to preach in more than eight; and one of these was the pulpit of his

friend Kinchin. In the month of March, when at Oxford, he wrote,—

“At my return to Mrs. Fox’s, I found our dear brother Kinchin,

just come from Dummer. We rejoiced, and gave thanks, and

prayed, and took sweet counsel together; the result of which

was, instead of setting out for London, as I designed, I set

out for Dummer, there being no person to supply his church on

Sunday.”

Wesley, and his brother, and Whitefield were now, by force of

circumstances, evangelistic itinerants; ordained clergymen, without

churches, and yet preaching everywhere; and Kinchin was inclined to join

them. It was, at this momentous period, that Hervey wrote to him the

letter, dated, “April 18, 1739,” an extract from which has been already

given (see page 220). Whether that letter turned him from his purpose,

there is no means of knowing. Any how, his decision, comparatively

speaking, was of little consequence, for his work was nearly ended. In

spirit, in aim, and in doctrine, however, he thoroughly sympathized with

his outcast brethren, and, in time of need, sought their counsel and

their prayers. The following is an extract from a long letter addressed

to Wesley, and hitherto unpublished.[283]

“DUMMER, _October 9, 1739_.

“MY DEAR BROTHER,—I am just setting out for Oxford, and

thence, probably, for London, in order to print my sermon, on

the Necessity and Work of the New Birth. I have revised and

enlarged it, have made a Preface, and also written a Dedication

to the vice-chancellor, Dr. Mather, the Heads of Houses,

with their Societies. Mr. Hutchins has perused the whole.

I shall have him at Dummer while I am absent. I asked the

vice-Chancellor for the use of the University press; but his

answer was, that, he could not consent to it. I have written

him a letter, desiring him to peruse the discourse, before

he absolutely refuses the press; but he has made no reply. I

propose, therefore, to wait upon him at Oxford, to know whether

he received my letter. I also intend to ask Mr. Gambold and Mr.

Wills to peruse my sermon. If I had any opportunity, I would

be glad for you to see it too. I desire your prayers, and the

prayers of your friends around you, that, God will bless my

journey, and my design in publishing the discourse.

“We all join in love to you, and all around you; and constantly

pray for you, and desire your prayers. If you write within a

week, direct to Mr. Fox’s.

“Your unworthy brother,

“C. KINCHIN.”

In a little more than two years after this, Kinchin entered into rest.

Wesley writes:—

“1742. January 4. This day, I understand, poor Charles Kinchin

died.

“Cui pudor, et justitia soror,

Incorrupta fides, nudaque veritas,

Quando ullum invenient parem?”

This was high praise from a man like Wesley; but it was not unmerited.

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