A Yorkshire Almanac Comprising 366 Historical Extracts, Red-letter Days and Customs, and Astronomical and Meteorological Data
Oliver Heywood. 1883. The Rev. Oliver Heywood, B.A., 1630-1702, Vol. 3/4. Ed. J. Horsfall Turner. Bingley: T. Harrison. Get it:
.I promised to go, designing gathering some rents as my main business, yet intending to preach at Rochdale on Monday night. But upon Saturday it fell a considerable snow, and my wife was unwilling I should venture over Blackstone Edge. My maid on Saturday told John Stott that it was doubtful whether I came, and my friends advised me not to go. I promised my wife that morning that if it snowed I would stay at home. About 9 o’clock it snowed again, upon which I settled myself in a resolution to stay at home, studied till noon, then the sun shone, it was fair, one came and dined with us, told us it was good travelling, upon which I got myself ready, set forward after one o’clock, yet had some discouragements: (1) my wife was troubled at my going, (2) I was much straitened at parting in prayer, (3) at the end of my croft my horse stumbled to his knees, which my wife observed, called me again, I went on still, and (4) found bad way in the Hough. There I debated with myself, turned back, to my inner satisfaction, visited Mr Clay, sick, was helped to pray with him, God wonderfully enlarged my heart in family duty.
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The like suspense I was in upon February 12, 1677, about going into Lancashire: for I promised to go, designing gathering some rents as my main business, yet intending to preach at Ratchdal on Monday night, but upon Saturday it fell a considerable snow, and my wife was unwilling I should venture over Blackstone Edge. My maid on Saturday told John Stott that it was doubtful whether I came, and my friends advised me not to go. I promised my wife that morning that if it snowed I would stay at home. About 9 o’clock it snowed again, upon which I settled myself in a resolution to stay at home, studied till noon, then the sun shone, it was fair, one came and dined with us, told us it was good travelling, upon which I got myself ready, set forward after one o’clock, yet had some discouragements: 1) my wife was troubled at my going, 2) I was much straitened at parting in prayer, 3) at the end of my croft my horse stumbled to his knees, which my wife observed, called me again, I went on still, and 4) found bad way in the Hough – there I debated with myself, turned back, to my inner satisfaction, visited Mr. Clay, sick, was helped to pray with him, god wonderfully enlarged my heart in family-duty. The week following I went, and it proved much better for 1) Mistress Lambert, and others came out of Craven, next Saturday, spent the Sabbath with me, designing a journey into Lancashire, and I went with them, very opportunely, 2) it was seasonable weather, I had a comfortable journey, 3) I found my own father sick, begun that week, came as if I had been called – where god melted my heart, 4) I was not expected at Ratchdal, performed my preaching work before the week following – got home safely – blessed be my god.
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