The history of Methodism . to his parish, and his increasing infirmities. Later inthe Conference he rose, and addressing Wesley, said: Ifear my successor will not be interested in the work of God,and my flock may suffer. I have done what I could. Ihave built a chapel in Madeley Wood, and I hope, sir, you 950 British Methodism will continue to supply it, and that Madeley may still be partof a Methodist circuit. If you please, I should be glad to be put down inthe Minutesas a andhis preacherswere profound-ly touched. John Fletch-er preachedhis last ser-mon at Made-ley on Au
The history of Methodism . to his parish, and his increasing infirmities. Later inthe Conference he rose, and addressing Wesley, said: Ifear my successor will not be interested in the work of God,and my flock may suffer. I have done what I could. Ihave built a chapel in Madeley Wood, and I hope, sir, you 950 British Methodism will continue to supply it, and that Madeley may still be partof a Methodist circuit. If you please, I should be glad to be put down inthe Minutesas a andhis preacherswere profound-ly touched. John Fletch-er preachedhis last ser-mon at Made-ley on August7, 1785, on thetext, How-excellent isthy 1 o v i n g-kindness, OGod! thereforethe childrenof men puttheir trustunder theshadow of thywings. Afterthe sermon he went to the Communion table with the words,I am going to throw myself under the wings of the cherubim,before the mercy-seat. He was carried fainting from theservice to his room. The malignant fever prostrated him,but he had no delirium. O my poor! he cried. What. ..MARY KLETCHER MEMORIAL WESLEYAN CHURCH,LEYTONSTONE. The Passing of a Saint 951 will become oi my poor! God is love! Shout! Shoutaloud ! I want a gust of praise to go to the ends of the earth !The poor who came from a distance to attend the service onthe Sunday following, and who were usually entertained at hishouse, begged to see him once more. They were allowed topass along the gallery, and to take, through the opened doorof his chamber, their final look at his beloved face. He diedthat night. I know thy soul, said his wife, as she bentover him when he could no longer speak ; but, for the sakeof others, if Jesus be present with thee, lift up thy righthand. Immediately it was raised. If the prospect ofglory sweetly opens before thee, repeat the sign. He in-stantly raised it again, and then a second time. He thenthrew it up as if he would reach the top of the bed. Afterthis his hands moved no more, and he passed away as insleep, August 14, 1785, in the fifty
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