_April 19._—I have only to-day and to-morrow in the country.
Solitude agrees best with my soul. I read all day, and only
divinity, temptations are distant. Wesley could not bear the
country, from the hurry and bustle of his perpetual labours having
given him habits quite contrary to it.
_June 3._—I was up again this morning at 3 A.M., and by it escaped
falling into evil imaginations. This is an evil I thus fight against
and struggle to avoid. I think the Lord will hear my prayers and
free me from this buffeting of Satan, this thorn in the flesh, which
is a horrible disquiet to me.
_4th._—I found the devil at work with me this morning, and jumped
out of bed at twenty minutes before 3 A.M., dressed, and came down
to prayers.
Paying debts formerly with me had but little effect from the
necessary contraction of new ones; but at present I have abstained
steadily from all, so that though I want shirts, &c., and have only
one coat, and that much worn, yet I order nothing, that I may
endeavour effectively to get quite free as soon as possible.
_17th._—A letter from Arthur, he has had a week’s fever, and went
back to Moscow, which recovered him. It was caused by want of sleep,
owing to bugs, lice, fleas, &c., fatigue and vile food. They are
horrid savages, and five centuries behind us in all but vice,
wickedness, and extravagance. The interpreter behaves much better,
which is comfortable.
_18th._—The last Board for the season sat yesterday and adjourned
till November. Mr. Coke was here, pressed me to go to Holkham; but I
have long determined against it; there is not one feature which
could carry a Christian there for pleasure, but a thousand to repel
him, and this is so much the case with all public meetings that they
are odious. The Norfolk farmers are rich and profligate; of course
oaths and profanations salute the ear at every turn; and gentlemen
and the great, when without ladies, are too apt to be as bad as the
mob, and many of them much worse. I am never in such company, but
the repugnance of my soul to it is so great, that much as I love
agriculture I can renounce it with more pleasure than I can partake
of it thus contaminated. I shall get to Bradfield as soon as
possible, I hope on Saturday, and having much to do there, God send
that employment may keep me out of all temptation.
_July 13._—Every Sunday I hear sixteen or eighteen children read the
Scripture and say their Catechism, and I pay for the schooling of
all that will learn. They are sadly careless and inattentive, but
still they come on. If it pleases God to turn it to account by their
reading the Scriptures it will be well. The rest of the day I pass
in reading; the spirit of visiting in the country among servants
prevents much that might be done, but still I am not satisfied, and
must find the means of doing more in the instruction of the parish
poor.
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