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From The Spectator. had already sat in judgment upon him, asTHE LOVES OF JOHN WESLEY. * sisted by his officious friend, and at once adTHOSE who have read “ John Wesley's 'vised him to proceed no further. He replied Journal ” are aware that his missionary work briefly, “ The will of the Lord be done,” and in Georgia was cut short by a series of petty abruptly broke off his intimacy with Miss annoyances in which a woman's name was Causton. What concern it might give her curiously mixed up. In fact, the first two seems not to have occurred to him as matbills in which he was presented by the grand 'ter worthy consideration, but although there jury, charged him with having “ broken the had been already some misunderstandings laws of the realm,” first, “ by speaking and between them, we may perhaps infer from writing to Mrs. Williamson against her hus- her affidavit afterwards, that she looked upon band's consent ;” and secondly, “ by repel- him as distinctly pledged to her. The phraling her from the Holy Communion.” The 'seology of spiritual philandering is no doubt lady herself had already sworn to and signed a little vague, and words which were only an affidavit, “insinuating much more than meant as a pastoral blessing may have it asserted” (we quote Wesley's own words), sounded in the mouth of a young man more " but asserting that Mr. Wesley had many like a carnal declaration of love. It is easy times proposed marriage to her, all which to conjecture the sequel. The lady accepts proposals she had rejected.” Wesley him- a more business-like lover, retains a little self notices the matter with the reserve of a pique against her first, and in the belief that gentleman, and attempts no explanation ; he will not dare to push matters to extremhis silence is the best argument in his favor. ity, perhaps in the wish to see if she retains But his Wesleyan biographers, writing when any power, violates the new discipline he all the actors in the scene were dead, profess has introduced. Wesley seems to have to explain it from authentic sources. Mrs. warned her fairly before he enforced the Williamson, it seems, was a Miss Causton, rule of admitting no one to the Communion the niece of General Oglethorpe, who planted who had not given previous notice. Perhaps Georgia. Her uncle is said to have encour-'a man of more tact would have avoided such aged her intimacy with Wesley, in the hope a rupture under such circumstances, but Westhat a man whom he respected and admired ley would never have done the work he did might be induced to settle in the colony, in life if he had been fastidiously delicate. and give up his plans of evangelizing the In- Little faults of taste may fairly be forgiven dians. For a time everything seemed to fa- to a man whose one object on earth is to vor his plans. The young lady went to Wes- save souls. ley for assistance in French and spiritual

It is clear that liking, appreciation, gratcounsel; consulted his taste in her dress; itude, perhaps vanity, but in no proper sense and, it is said, watched by him day and night lore, had determined Wesley's relations with during a fever. But an eminent minister- Miss Causton. His first and only genuine and Wesley was even then eminent—is the passion belongs to a later part of his life; property of his party ; his most sacred as its history, written by himself in pages that well as his commonest actions are public: were never meant for the world, was unand a heavy penalty awaits him if he makes known to his biographers, and has only love without leave from his congregation. lately been retrieved. Mrs. Wesley, when Disturbed by a remonstrance from a clerical she left her husband, carried it away among colleague, who professed to think that the other papers, no doubt partly in excuse of lady was too artful in her love, Wesley sub- her miserable jealousy and misconduct. mitted his case to the Elders of the Mora- Apart from the fact that its incidents are vian Church assembled in solemn conclave confirmed by all the contemporary dates in under Bishop Nitschman. If a single touch the journal, that a part of the document is of comedy were wanting to the whole trans- in Wesley's handwriting, and that such an action it may be found in the fact that they antiquary as the late Mr. Hunter conviveed

himself of its authenticity, every page car* Narrative of a Remarkable Transaction in the ries in it its own evidence. The deep pasEarly Life of John Wesley; from an Original sionate love, which almost confounds itself Manuscript in his own handwriting, never before published. London: John Russell Smith. with the man's habitual religion, the strong

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sentiment of authority natural to the head | as well as of her “quick discernment of of a sect, the vigorous common sense that spirits, and no small insight into the dejustifies the feeling it cannot subdue, are all | vices of Satan.” But her helpfulness and unmistakable signs of reality. It was not a sympathies with himself, tested as they had wise love this attachment of Wesley to been in journeys together, and in the nurshis own servant, Grace Murray; it was ing him through a severe illness, naturally thwarted in its working out, and its issue weighed most with the teacher, whose very was unprosperous, and all the more does the greatness shut him out from fellowship with man dilate and invest his vulgar surround- ordinary associates. Unhappily, she seems ings with a tragic dignity. His whole nar- to have been wanting in all strength of charrative is like a chapter of Job, a reverent acter and in real delicacy of feeling. When pleading with God, “What Thou dost, I Wesley first spoke of marriage to her,-apknow not now, but I shall know hereafter.” parently in his peculiar phraseology, as she What had been unwise or harsh in his own professed afterwards not fully to have underconduct he had evidently not felt when he stood him,—she begged permission to atwrote ; perhaps he lacked moral insight ever tend him on his next circuit. But being to discover. It is clear at in all his deal- left Cheshire, in the house of one John ings with women he treated them as he Bennet, one of Wesley's subordinates, she treated himself, as instruments for a great engaged herself not long after to him. end without personality or feeling. Even From that time forward her life was diswhen his own love was strongest, he seem-tracted by the rival claims of her lovers. ingly demanded its return as a duty to the Bennet evidently believed to the last that cause of religion, quite as much as he de- he was the first contracted, and Wesley's sired to be loved for himself. But he prob- brothers and the Society sided with him ; ably felt all the more that the devotion to a the brothers disliking the proposed sisterprophet's work, which ennobled him in his in-law, and the Methodist women, perhaps, own eyes, ought to be his title of nobility a little jealous of Grace Murray's fortune. with woman, his excuse for short-comings Wesley acted characteristically. He wrote and weak sympathies where vulgar natures to Bennet, upbraiding him severely for trywould have been profuse. That he, being ing to rob a brother and a friend “ of his what he was, should have loved at all, was faithful servant, of the fellow-laborer in the a claim on gratitude. Above all, having gospel whom he had been forming to his trampled under foot other obstacles, being hand for ten years." The letter through in sight of happiness, he had been betrayed the carelessness or treachery of its bearer, by a brother, and his promised wife cheated was never delivered. But not satisfied with into marriage with another. “If these things his position, although the lady had lately are so," he might well say,“ hardly has such given him “ all the assurances which words a case been from the beginning of the could give of the most intense and inviolaworld."

ble affection," Wesley commenced talking Grace Murray does not seem quite worthy “at large with all those who were disgusted of her part in history. The daughter of a with her.” Of course he soon collected a respectable tradesman, she had probably re- curious mass of scandal. “ Mr. Williams ceived a better education than the term accused her of not lending his wife her sad“servant,” which is commonly used of her, dle’ (being just going to take horse herwould imply in the last century; and Wes- self). Mrs. Williams, of buying a Holland ley tells us that she had good sense and shut, (which was not true). Nancy and some knowledge both of men and books. Peggy Watson, of buying a Joseph before We may easily accept the praises he bestows she wanted it. Ann Matteson, of being on her "engaging behavior," and "mild, proud and insolent.” The lover, thus insprightly, cheerful, and yet serious temper,” | formed, sat down and drew up a statement with no greater discount than the world of the grounds on which he had proceeded, commonly gives to lovers' praises. Proba- justifying every unwise step with rare bly, too, Wesley was a competent judge of method and good sense, and summing up, her “ready utterance” and good acquaint-" The short is this : (1) I have scriptural ance“ with our method of winning souls,' reason to marry, (2) I know no person so

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proper as this.” Thus fortified, he set out especially as we know that he assumed a on a new circuit, in a somewhat dangerous high moral tone when he next met his security, only questioning his own conscience brother, and threatened to renounce all infor inordinate affection. Mrs. Murray was tercourse with him. John Wesley was for not a woman to be left alone. She seems, the time thoroughly broken. He had a last as far as we can judge, to have respected interview with Mrs. Bennet, in which she Wesley most, but to have liked Bennet best. threw the blame of what had happened upon Throughout her intercourse with her old his brother, and declared with tears how master, the predominant feeling seems to be great her love had been. Whether her protcompounded of ambition and fear, the nat- estations were true or false, it is scarcely ural wish to be Mrs. Wesley, and a not un- wonderful that her husband soon separated natural awe of the stern man who has con- from the Methodist connection. descended to her love. When she re- The verses in which John Wesley has ceived a letter from me," says Wesley, “she described his feelings-religious doggerel as resolved to live and die with me, and wrote they are, in a literary point of view—are to me just what she felt. When she heard among the most touching ever penned by from him, her affection for him revived, and man. It is evident that his very heartshe wrote to him in the tenderest manner.” strings were wrung. Ten years' habit and a Once she was confronted with both, and es- contract of fifteen months were indeed ties caped giving a decisive answer by being which might have bound a harder man. “ sorrowful almost to death.” Mr. Bennet Three years later, he made what may fairly was disgusted by this indecision, and gave, be called a “mariage de convenance” with her up. Wesley, writing when he had lost a rich widow, Mrs. Vizelle. He had stipuher irrevocably, seems to treat it as a myste- lated that he should never neglect work, rious fate, perhaps a backsliding, but one in but his wife seems to have been jealous of which the woman was without blame. He has his' absences, and more naturally jealous of no words, even in his grief, to condemn her. his friendships with other wo It is In fact, if her own story may be believed, curious to find her on one occasion surreptishe was betrayed into a decision which she tiously opening a letter of her husband's to could apparently never have made for herself. one Sarah Ryan, a housekeeper, an intriCharles Wesley suddenly came to Hineley gante, and with a certain littleness of underHill, near Newcastle, where she was staying, standing-in fact, much such a woman as persuaded her, by means of a forged letter, Grace Murray had been, and like her, on that his brother had decided to give her up, terms of spiritual intimacy with Mr. Wesley. and told her that her character was lost if Frenzied by discoveries of this sort, and she did not marry Mr. Bennet instantly. little causeless suspicions, Mrs. Wesley at Mr. Bennet, who is not accused of any last left her husband's roof never to return. share in the fraud, was easily persuaded His famous entry in his diary, “I did not that “the fault lay all in ” John Wesley, and leave her, I did not send her away, and I within a week was married to the uncertain will never recall her," was perhaps justified lady. It is just to add that this account by her conduct. Yet it is difficult not l. rests upon Mrs. Bennet’s unsupported evi- feel that John Wesley, like Mr. Froude's dence, and is more than a little suspicious Henry VIII., ought to have lived in a world against such a as Charles Wesley, where there were no women.

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ENCROACHMENT OF THE SEA.–At the recent neers that it might be desirable to build walls meeting of the British Association, Mr. Pen- twice as strong, in order that they might last gelly stated some curious facts concerning the forever, the engineers replied that they preencroachment of the sea on the coast of Devon, ferred rebuilding them every twenty years; not, near Torbay. In one case a large wave entered however, to increase their own profits, as human a drawing-room at Torquay, ransacked it, turned nature would assume, but from an excellent and the pianoforte to the other side of the apartment, true bit of political economy. Money invested and retreated in possession of all the light arti- at compound interest doubles itself in, say fourcles. The walls are unceasingly attacked, the teen years, hence the additional expenditure, if sea seeming to have a compact with the quarry- saved and invested, would in twenty years

' men and masons to afford them abundant em-time rebuild the wall, and leave a handsome ployment. Having suggested to certain engi- profit.—London Review.

From The Spectator. ¡ics to the utmost. And Mr. Michael Scott MICHAEL SCOTT OF BLACKWOOD'S.* had therefore in his West India sketches a

This new edition of Tom Cringle's Log is far more congenial field than even Christoa welcome reminiscence of other days. Long pher North himself in the bare pasturage of after the prudent intellect of Scotland had the Lothiens, for dilating on the wine-drinklearned to appreciate classical learning and ing feats of his hero, and the innumerable artistic tastes, it clung courageously to those practical jokes to which they led. Next, awkward schoolboyish attitudes, and that de- the West Indies were then almost the only light in mere physical transports, which in- region where nature was to be seen in its tellectual Englishmen suppress at least in grandest aspects by highly sociable and winetheir intellectual moods. The result was the loving Englishmen, and here again Mr. school of Christopher North, and that boy- Michael Scott had, if not the advantage of ish overgrown jocularity of humor engrafted Professor Wilson, at least a perfectly new on a temperament of real genius, which we theatre for the display of similar powers. see rampant in the “Noctes Ambrosianæ.” Lastly, while Mr. Scott was still a resident Mr. Michael Scott, the author of Tom Crin- in the islands, the English Anti-Slavery gle's Log, was one of the most characteristic party had already begun to agitate their disciples of this literary school. His, like great design, and, like all philanthropists, his master's, seems to have been the kind of probably took exceptions for rules, and so intellect that would result from engrafting exposed their case to the fire of any experithe tastes of a sociable, classical, generous, enced assailant. Here, again, was a great aggressive-minded Briton on the mind of a field for the cheerful Tory scorn of the Wilfrolicsome and sagacious Newfoundland dog. son school, which loved, of all things, to exFortunately for Mr. Michael Scott, he ob- pose the meagre knowledge of human nattained a new field, and a very appropriate ure characterizing the radical visionaries. field for the application of this sort of gen- So Michael Scott found quite a clear stage, ius, in the nautical life of our West India and a popularity almost as immense as WilIslands of that day. There were two great son's own, as he published in Blackwood qualities, besides an excessive pleasure in month after month these effusions of boisphysical transports of all kinds, which this terous spirits with occasional whiffs of classchool possessed,-a rough, broad humor, sical allusion, interspersed with descriptions not over-refined,—and a great capacity for of tropical scenery and tempests as faithful appreciating and delineating the grander as- and minute as they were gorgeous and subpects of nature. Besides these qualities, the lime. school of Christopher North had a special When we come to read the book with the political teaching of its own—a contemptu- tastes of the present generation as a standous, generous species of Toryism-which de- ard, the boisterous tone is certainly a little lighted in tearing to shreds all the hollower fatiguing, and gives the same kind of headphilanthropic formulæ of Radicalism, and in ache as is produced by riding in a high wind. ridiculing the ignorance of human nature For example, in one place the author takes which they commonly displayed.

great delight in a Wilsonian distinction In all these respects Mr. Scott had a great which he has made between his Conscience field in the West Indies of his own time. in relation to grave questions of deep sin There never was a tropical English colony and the same monitor on small questions of where eating and drinking had not a very self-indulgence. The former he calls Conprominent place in peoples' minds; but of all science senior, the latter Conshy, by way of such colonies, the West Indies during the a familiar epithet for Conscience junior; and Slavery and Protection period were the most he treats us to whole pages of badinage-diaconspicuous. The captains in the West In- logue between himself and Conshy. This is dia trade still retain a fond recollection of carrying high animal spirits to an unwarrantthe revelry which took place when the vast able length. And there is nothing in the profits of the sugar-merchants enabled them sentiment of the book to temper this effect. to indulge the luxurious temper of the trop- i Christopher North had a great fund of true

* Tom Cringle's Log. By Michael Scott. A pathos in him, but his West Indian disciple new Edition, with illustrations. Blackwood.

does not seem to have resembled him in this

respect. Indeed, the region of the tropics is made of Indian corn-meal, with which Wagone of sudden changes, both moral and phy- tail was in the habit of commencing his sical,—of great miseries, and brief passions, stowage at breakfast. But this proving too and sudden enjoyments, not one of pathos, in his attempt to re-ascend he struck his be

hot for comfort, he instantly drew it out, and which is set in too low a key to be indige spattered toe into Paul Gelid's mouth. 'Oh! nous in such scenes. Wordsworth caught, loh!' exclaimed Paul, while little Wagtail with his usual depth and felicity, the true lay back laughing like to die ; but the next moral symbolism of the tropics when he instant Bang gave another struggle, or walwrote:

lop, like a pelloch in shoal-water, whereby

Pepperpot borrowed a good kick on the side “ The wind, the tempest roaring high, of the head, and down came the Great OsThe tumult of a tropic sky, Might well be dangerous food

trich, Aaron Bang, but without any feather

in his tail, as I can avouch, slap upon the For him, a youth, to whom was given So much of carth-so much of heaven,

table, smashing cups and saucers and homAnd such impetuous blood,

iny, and devil knows what all, to pieces, as Whatever in these climes he found

he floundered on the board. This was so Irregular in sight and sound,

absurd that we were all obliged to give unDid to his mind impart

controlled course to our mirth for a minute A kindred impulse,—seemed allied or two, when, making the best of the wreck, To his own powers, and justified

we contrived to breakfast in tolerable comThe beatings of his heart.”

fort." But by no means all these moral elements Yet, such boisterous nonsense-vulgar of tropical life are successfully delineated in

nonsense, indeed—was really consistent with these pages. There is no sultry passion, a very high kind of culture of its sort, and though there is some worship of the spuri- a very fine faculty for perceiving and appreous Byronic passion; no true sympathy with ciating the higher beauties of nature. For the tempestuous irregularities of the scenery ourselves we know no book where the tropdescribed. Mr. Scott saw with an eye of ics are painted with such marvellous truth wonderful vividness and insight, but his mind -cold, rich truth. And this is, indeed, the was cool and canny all the time, and hence, transcendent literary merit which entitles the perhaps, the wonderful accuracy with which work to a permanent repute. To give any he portrays what he saw. He casts no adequate specimen of this power would regleam of poetry round it—it is all rich, cold quire far more space than we have to spare ; painting, though painting of a very high but we may extract the following striking order. Mummery of a poor and vulgar picture of the evening gun in the harbor of kind will often follow close upon a descrip- Saint Iago di Cuba :tion of great power. Immediately after a slaver has been taken at sea, and the mass Catwell,' said Yerk.

“ • Ready with the gun forward there, Mr. of the crew and slaves have perished most “ • All ready, sir.' miserably, comes a scene of that mere ani- 6 Fire!' mal-spirits jocularity in which it is difficult “Pent up as we were in a narrow chanto see any kind of literary entertainment. nel, walled in on each side with towering Coarse practical jokes, the mere merriment precipitous rocks, the explosion, multiplied of intoxication, form a curiously large ele- by the echoes into a whole broadside, was

tremendous and absolutely deafening. ment in this school of literature. We con

** The cold, gray, threatening rocks, and fess we find it difficult to appreciate the en-'the large, overhanging, twisted branches of joyment of the following kind of thing, which the trees, and the clear, black water, and the forms a large element not only in this book, white Moro in the distance, glanced for an but in all the Christopher North school of instant, and then all was again veiled in literature. The scene is on a British sloop shower of sand and stone from the cliffs, and

utter darkness, and down came a rattling of war :

of rotten branches and heavy dew from the Whereupon, without much more ado, he trees, sparkling in the water like a shower stuck his legs down through the small hatch of diamonds; and the birds of the air right over the breakfast-table, with the inten- screamed, and, frightened from their nests tion of descending, and the first thing he and perches in crevices, and on the boughs accomplished was to pop his foot into a large of the trees, took flight with a strong rushdish of scalding hominy, or hasty-pudding ing noise, that put one in mind of the rising

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