frightened. It was a long time before we could get out of the
gig (which had been lent us for the journey) for every one was
trying to shake our hand, or lay hold of us in some way. When
we alighted from the gig, Mrs. B., who was nearly overcome, was
carried in by the friends, and then the throng crowded upon me,
some taking one hand, some the other, some threw themselves on
the ground. Indeed, the whole scene which followed was such
that I cannot describe. It would not be possible to do it
justice. The market square was almost vacated, except the
baskets of provisions, &c., which were for sale; and yet many
have since informed me, that when they returned to the market
they found all as they had left it, nothing was lost.
The whole of Saturday, the 22nd, was spent in receiving the
congratulations of the people, whose remarks were frequently
affecting. Many threw themselves down at my feet, and wept
aloud. Some looked at me, and then said: "Hi, massa, and it you
for true! and you for we, massa Burchell! and me see you with
me own eye! blessed God!" and then they burst into tears. After
speaking to a party and shaking hands, I was compelled to
request them to leave in order to give place to others. When
one said: "No massa, me no go--me no able to believe yet--and
is it massa Burchell for true?" Another one said: "Now massa,
me know dat God him true--him hear for we prayer--but him take
him own time--and him work him own way--but him do every ting
quite good." Indeed, I could fill a sheet with their
interesting sayings. One poor afflicted negress came down from
the country (a distance of twenty miles) the next Saturday, the
29th; and when she saw me, looking upon me, as the tears rolled
down her face, she said: "Massa, me hear you come--and me
_hungry_ for see you--and me cry for see you--me take two day
for walk for see you--and now me believe--God him too good--me
now willing for die--for now me know me God him true."
I had no idea whatever of such a reception, I knew my friends,
and knew they would be truly glad to see me, but I had not the
most distant idea of such a manifestation of feeling. It was
far beyond any description that I can give.
The following day, November 23, I again commenced my labours
among my poor but dear people. There were at least 4000
persons present at the 10 o'clock service. I preached out of
doors. On Sunday, November 30, the attendance was still
greater. At our morning prayer-meeting at 6 o'clock in the
morning there were _full_ 2,700 present; and at 10 o'clock, not
less than 5000; but you must not be misled by this statement of
numbers, as there was a union of the churches of Montego Bay,
Salter's Hill, and Gurney's Mount, &c.
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