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Methodin Preaching-Houses in Town and Country.
For JANUARY 1796.
À short Account of the Experience of Mt. JÁM ÉS BUCKLEY, I
WAS born December 20, 1770, at a place called Cowlitiah.
Lane, in the parilh of Crampton, Lancutkire. God, as a tender parent, began to draw me by the Cords of Love, at a very early period; I can remember being under serious impresions at three years of age : at this time I was often led to meditale upon, and inquire after God; I wondered where, and how he lived. I often rambled into the fields, and looked upon the works of the Almighty that lay within my observation, with amazénrent. I had a great desire to know how he made the grass 10 grow, and the flowers, to be : fo variegated. My infant mind was frequently impressed with horror when I heard lelt mentioned; but was filled with great joy when I heard the pleasures and happiness of heaven described. My parents were pharisees of the ffri&teft sea," of the Church of England; they watched over. me with great exactness, and my convictions waxed stronger and Atronger.
At ten years of age, fome fcriptures were opened to me in such a manner, that I could not read them without being much affected, and some times bursting into a flood of tears. One day wbile ! was reading at fchool, the parable of the Houfholder who had planted a vineyard and digged a wine-press in it, I thought I was hike one of thofe ungrateful Hufbandmen who had killed bis son by my sins; I attempted to shut the book, but my Master infifted upon my proceeding : In the attempt, I dropped down as though I had been dead; I thought that I thould go to hell for my wicked ness. Sin appeared to be exceeding fintul, and the secret inquiry of my heart was, “ What fhall I do to be saved ?". But I did not know what to do, nor where to go for instruction or.comfort. As the word of God and religious books augmented my mifery, I hated them with a perfect hatred, 1 strove to get into all kinds of irreligious company, to divert my mind from serious impreflions; I grasped at every empty lądow that preseạted itself, but alas was always disappointed.
Thas I continued to sin, and repent, till the year 1984, when it pleased God to bring me among the Methodists. One of my aunts who was in connection with the fociety, came to my father's on a visit, and had defired a preacher to call upon her, When I was acquainted with this circumftance, I went into the workshop to the fervants and told them, in a satirical way, " that a Methodid