The Oxford Methodists : $b Memoirs of the Rev. Messrs. Clayton, Ingham, Gambold, Hervey, and Broughton, with biographical notices of othersTyerman, L. (Luke)
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The Oxford Methodists : $b Memoirs of the Rev. Messrs. Clayton, Ingham, Gambold, Hervey, and Broughton, with biographical notices of others
“_Easter Sunday_, April 25. We were thirty-four communicants.
Our constant number is about a dozen. Next day, Mr. Wesley and
I went up to Cowpen, in a boat, bought for our use, to converse
with Mrs. Musgrave about learning the Indian language. I
agreed to teach her children to read, and to make her whatever
recompence she would require more for her trouble. I am to
spend three or four days a week with her, and the rest at
Savannah, in communicating what I have learned to Mr. Wesley;
because he intends, as yet, wholly to reside there.
“The Moravians, being informed of our design, desired me to
teach one of the brethren along with Mr. Wesley. To this I
consented at once, with my whole heart. And who, think ye, is
the person intended to learn? Their lawful bishop.[64] ‘The
right hand of the Lord hath the pre-eminence; the right hand of
the Lord bringeth mighty things to pass.’
“_Friday_, April 30. Mr. Wesley and I went up again to Cowpen,
taking along with us, Toma-Cache and his Queen. Their town is
about four miles above Savannah, in the way to Mrs. Musgrave’s.
We told them we were about to learn their language. I asked
them, if they were willing I should teach the young prince.
They consented, desiring me to check and keep him in; but not
to strike him. The Indians never strike their children; neither
will they suffer any one to do it. I told them, I would do
my best, as far as gentleness and good advice would go. How
I shall manage, God alone can direct me. The youth is sadly
corrupted, and addicted to drunkenness, which he has learnt
of our Christian heathen. Nay, the whole Creek nation is now
generally given to this brutal sin, whereto they were utter
strangers before Christians came among them.
“Oh! what a work have we before us! Who is sufficient for these
things? I am nothing. I have nothing. I can do nothing. O! my
dearest friends, pray for us. Pray earnestly for us; and more
especially for me, your very weak, though most dutiful son, and
affectionate brother,
“BENJAMIN INGHAM.”
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